Reckless Heart

Reckless heart

 

 

My heart reckless with burden and choice, they who shine for me

Steady lights, without flicker or emotion

Hearts should be entire and heavy but nimble and free; mine, broken into portions

Are you the man that will accompany me to heaven, or will it be an angel-- a stranger to me?

Who is it that accompanies sinners like me through living? Will it be you, or will you shed me after I choose.

I fear the agony of the choice, the tormented woe and the stilling of my heart

 Know my heart has strings; it’s played upon an empty stage for unfeeling ghosts and faceless souls.

I am company to haunted minds who have fallen ill to my condition

My heart beats like a thunderous storm on a still night. A thunderous storm formed by an angry child God. My heart feels its pain.

What is it that you yearn?

Glowing summers, and fleeting winters, these will be felt alone I am sad, for you.

Death of my heart is nigh

Will my dead heart lie still, or will it beat sinisterly as to remind me of my fault

My heart beats ever slower now, quieter, and weaker

My light flickers ever dimmer.

Neither can stay and expect me to live

For one must die

My heart did not age but their light had. It shines for me no more.

Thrice around my heart I mourned

Hold no memory of me--Madame Puppeteer  

Where are these angels that accompany sinners to heaven?

For my time has come and my radiance gone

 

 

Antis George 

Author's Note

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