Saturday, January 21, 2012

The Frozen Islands

My heart lies deep within an uncharted wilderness. Savage and feral, it waits for unsuspecting prey. No matter how civilized I become, I can never be fully domesticated. Never truly broken. I wasn't made for this world.

These ocean skies won't come out clean. The treacherous fog which separates you and I refuses to fade away. The fog of war, a distracting haze. Anything to keep me from realizing how truly close I stand to the rest.

Who has the courage to challenge oblivion anyway? Who has the untempered avarice to try and bridge that impossible schism? Let me lay fallow, let me waste away. Slowly. May my cries remain unheard as they echo through the frigid air. Let my heart remain undiscovered.