Come, Waves

With marble eyes she lay there. Her stare now led her nowhere. A mere child he brought under his wings, wings of anything but pride. Had brought upon her parts of his life, disallowed a child to be child. A being that, unable to fly, he caged and left to sink. Knew well that once sun's rays appeared, care and her life would have no link. His frail and split mind had convinced himself to not try. With her in his hands, he convinced himself to not cry. «Farewell to this familiar place of grief. If only the beauty of the emptiness I now face will share with me its solace. It had called for me, the vast, dark outside of the city. Had convinced me to leave, with its voice of consolation. These velvet words touched me like nothing human. Its promises solely held me onto the crooked branches of life. The avid rain from outside of the glass was like my feelings, ready to cast its waves upon me. Come then, waves. Break through. Come.»