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If you are a survivor, please be careful in reading the information compiled here. It is impossible to give information on ritual abuse, and about people's opinions about ritual abuse, in a way that is not upsetting and/or triggering. Only you know how much is wise to read, and how much information you can absorb at one time.

Elsa

DECEMBER

I am reaching out towards silence
made out of ebony
And I am climbing the tower
where my dreams rest

I have taken no offense
But I am still bathing in my shadow
uncomplete to myself
and forever forgiving the past

There is a deep line there
a deep blue line
crossing the red forest
of my heart

We were two souls walking
along on a strange journey
a dream made of missed appointments
and full of the rhythm of the earth

I still remember you
I still remember you I still resent you

There is a lapse of time
in everything that I do

There is a lack of love
in everybody that I meet

You were an acquaintance of mine
just someone out of an outer world

I shall send you a regret
a bracelet born from mud and blood

I shall come to you
when you are asleep at midday
and wide awake at midnight

I shall follow you up
there and be
the urgency of your desire
the doubt in your smile

I am nowhere
I am no one
I am a rock in your past
and the fairy tale with no ending

You are the cliff in my mind
a throbbing heart outside
my darkest fears

I am the realm in the middle of
the melting sky

And you are the same
an oblivion

I could not overcome
a prayer of hunger
a curse of sorrow

You are the master
And I am enslaved to the sand
under your feet

Thou shall leave
live and come
here stands this knowing

That's the beginning of all
That's the beginning of whole

 

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