Monarch

Rays of sunlight could not seduce a resented doomsayer
Beneath this fragile skin of white, my starless heart pumps aching blight
I stumble to the soaring clifftops
Poseidon beckons me
"Collapse into my thrashing waves", he begged
"Walk straight - to fly with her memory."

Pearl moonlight drips like searing spite, over salted seas of pain
Whitewater churns, my malice burns
Submerge thee in thy bane

For five Septembers, I had wavered on a tightrope
Above the patient appetite of infinite sorrow
Through vicious winds, she showed me balance

At the ocean's thundering lullaby, my knotted heartstrings untie
She flew towards bluer skies
Foul nectar spellbound no butterfly

No ceremony, no elegy
I leave no legacy
Clean in half, my heart she tore
So I heed the deep blue starving roar

Every holiday came and went, but still, her silence did not relent
Why must her tongue transcend rationality?
To deaf ears I spoke, to blind eyes, I – I passionately wrote
But it is not me for whom her heart longs

She loves me, she loves me not
Battered, bruised and broken, to my last breath I fought
With an emphatic wish, I faced the abyss and spoke to the skyline
“Return to me my pleasure - my treasure.”
She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me not

I taste the frigid waves with a sunken skull
She waterlogged my dreams
I rekindled our romance upon the jagged seafloor
From grief, pain, and rejection, a harbored heart floats with protection
And though we sank to catastrophe, even at its end, the voyage meant the world to me
You meant the world to me
(To me)

(If I were drowning...)
If I were sinking, would you reach for me?
Would you reach for me?