Missives to my Flame

Author’s Note:

As you clearly will scroll down to see

This is just a humble piece of poetry.

Don't expect much, this is my first time

Attempting to stir your emotions with rhyme.

I grew up in front of the Veil

Taught about the mysteries on the other side

How its ghostly presence doesn’t leave a trail

And how I’d only go there when I died.

The Veil haunted me, fascinated me, consumed me...

I loathed the confines of my mortal flesh

I wanted to cease to be, I wanted to be free

To explore beyond; in its mysteries to be enmeshed.

Why should I adorn myself in finery?

Why should I learn how to smile?

The world beyond requires neither emotion nor beauty Pleasure and happy thoughts can wait a while.

So I turned my back to the world at large

Because it is nothing but a well construed mirage

My true world, the one which I was fond

Of lay on the greener side of the Veil, beyond.

And then the few people I knew left me behind

One by one they stepped into the Veil

To never return, and I started to wail

Over the unfairness of it all, in vain I pined

For a way to follow them, I hated my ties

To this plane of existence full of lies.

For months I hovered at the edge, ready to fall headlong

Into a loving embrace free of pain, where I belong.

And then one day I saw a light

Which filled my soul with alien delight

It hurt my eyes and didn’t feel right

For a flame that small, it seemed too bright.

So I stepped off the edge, curious to see

What kind of trick it would turn out to be

It was a small flicker of a flame, completely ordinary

But it sure as hell didn’t feel like that to me.

The warmth was strange, I sought it out

Every single scrape of a chance I got

After a while, it wasn’t blinding anymore

And it healed me in places I didn’t know were sore.

Every time I turned back, most reluctantly

I always awaited the next time I could see

The flame in all its bright glory.

And one fine day, I woke up to feel

Warmth inside me, so real I could squeal

Unbelievable though it may be

I was now holding a flame inside of me.

And when I turned my back to the world again

My flaming heart throbbed in protesting pain

The thrall of the Veil felt distant and cold

I couldn’t even step up to the threshold.

You innocent flame, I accuse thee

Of stealing the sway the Veil held over me

You burdened me with love and made me less carefree

Of the gift that my life would turn out to be.

Oh you, miraculous burning flame of mine

You’ve made me appreciate the saccharine

Sweetness of a tie so strong and divine

It can actually be a life line.

Oh sweet loving flame, to you I plea

To never let the light go out in me

I don’t wish to be ever free

Of your heavy warmth and reality.

You must bear a staggering responsibility

Of holding me, guiding me, loving me

Since you are the reason I can never return

To seek the cold comfort of the Veil that I yearn.