#10 Let not me be the reason you cry

let the ravenous moons rage with mirth, shower curses upon us

let the sky shatter spirits, slit souls, lay serpents within us

let nature scratch, scathe, slaughter, stare stingy at our expense

but let not me be the reason you cry

 
let even mercy not spare its tongue, stab us raw to our papery core

let our mechanical breaths turn blue, worthy of no more

let stars steal our tears, and shine paths to our enshrouded graves

but let not me be the reason you cry

 
let our passions burn our liquids to gasping vapours upon a pyre

let brazen voices abrade our shame till dust pellets we hover

let our shadows outlive us, leave our footprints concealed

but let not me be the reason you cry

 
let our dreams stampede our volition, thunder abuse our ambition

let fate truncate our very survival, love’s roses prick at our fickle divinity

let our wounds throb and wallow, our worn hearts wish they were hollow

but let not me be the reason you cry

 
let us be found adrift, the leaves upon us grey

original naked, our touch absorbing every light of the day

let our hearts wish they were hollow, our skins wish transparency

but let not me be the reason you cry

 
let our brittle bones break at the wrath of the whirlpool

let the crude voices within bring us to our knees

let the sea torment us until we die inconsequential

but let not me be the reason you cried.

sometimes you don’t need to be the light, just a lens to let it shine.