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The Fifth Wind

I hear the cry of a distant wind,
A hollow sound declaring an end
To all the madness, all the pain,
A way to bring the final shame.


The first gust hits me, cold and damp;
The second one slams into my lamp.
Surrounded now by the cold darkness,
I know they’ll soon force me to confess.


I scream as the third wind cuts my heart,
Out of my chest, away into the dark.
Gasping for breath, the fourth wind slams
And I watch go by fourth’s adoring fans.


With a sob I drop down to my knees
And cry for there’s no one to hear my pleas.
“Please, just stop,” I whisper so soft.
Then, he clears his throat, a gentle cough.


“My dear,” says the Fifth Wind with an evil grin,
“Did you actually believe that you could win?
That YOU could resist the surrounding darkness
And this without being forced to confess?”


“What is it,” I screamed, “that you wish to hear?!
Come on! Tell me! I have no fear
Of you or any of the other four winds.
Whatever happened? We used to be friends.”


With a smile like a snake, he slides towards me,
“But you left us each; you set us free.”
Caressing my face, his wicked smile grew,
“Now, whom do you love? Is it someone new?”


Jerking my face back, the tears come again,
“You! Okay? Is that such a sin?
I love you but pain, you have brought me so oft.
I remember your words, every one so soft…


“Don’t you see? You were my life!”
My voice then fails as he now speaks, “You life?
Ha! Don’t YOU see? You could never have been for me.
But, hey, I just need you to set me free.


“You are for no one. Your soul is impure.
For your broken heart there can be no cure,”
That evil, sweet grin splits his face again,
“Perhaps now you will finally find your end.”


“Never!” I scream as the wind whips away,
Leaving me sobbing on this darkest of days.
Surrounded by black and trembling still,
My heart’s one desire has become to kill.


I hear the cry of a distant wind,
A hollow sound declaring an end
To all the madness, all the pain,
A way to bring the final shame…



© 2001 Katy Ferrier






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