Goodnight, Goodnight!
How is it to be?
End of time that haunts me
This spirit, teasing my eyes
To go forth from this place of dread
All be lost within my heart I do say
It feels so very empty,
Oh heavens lighted by the stars
Grant to this fallen man one wish
It is all I simply desire
Let not me be pulled to the meaningless trifle
My body moves void of this spirit
To what ends shall it go empty?
I jump from this stone
Earth which my feet fall
This dirt; see how it falls from my fingers
Note how it blows with the wind
Do I submit to this tempest storm
Letting it swallow me whole
Do I do this?
To my window to spy what is hidden
The same drag of this daily routine
My haunted mind does spin
With this rose, held in trembling hands
The thorns prick piercing the flesh
Shedding now the life’s energy
The tear drops that fall, washed in this blood
Mixing with the Earth that does fall from my hand
Oh vex me not any longer
The thorns have taken my heart
Bleeding away my mortal coil
See what now, can this be
I wash my hands free from this
May it be, what shall be
To be, that which shall become
The sun sets once more upon this vivid place
My eyes grow tired, I must rest
I bid thee farewell
Goodnight, Goodnight!
Joe Misrasi
3/5/03
