Beneath The Aisle - Part 2 Poem by XOR 999

A series of blackouts
bringing a new faith
when trying to figure out
what she said
this perpetual theory
without true conclusions
does my doom returns
her true absolution

Behind these walls
I sit here and scream
and she is all lost
in a wake of a dream
Theres no redemption
a voice inside that says
black is my three dimensions
such memories I erase

A barless prison
and I am trapped within
deep is this incision
that has caught me by the chin
still I ache
and live on her thoughts
inside this wait
she brings me more blackouts

The last of my embrace
is a vision when she left
trying to touch her face
becoming numb by this debt
I slowly close my eyes
and its her face that I see
forgetting all the whys
forever setting me free

Suddenly my chin constricts
and brutally wakes those young eyes again.
A reality with hard verdicts
crushing the dream deep within my vein.
vivid memories and my silent cry
burning those trees, smoke covering the sky
no more remorse for this traumatic lie
Its all my fault asking no more why

I kneel beside her grave
and wonder all this while
what if she was saved
what if I could smile
what her secrets craved
and what if she could smile
so I keep fading
deep beneath the aisle...