Something for all of you.
Something that might bring solace to empty hearts.
Something that might bring inspiration to others.
Hopefully no negativity is fostered by this, this that I wrote.
A Chantation for Those in Need
This one is to those that once were. That once were, how we all once remember - weightless and carefree. This one is to those in dark corners, in places of perdition, in rooms in need of solace. This one is for the wondering souls of earthly purgatory; of replaced lovers on corner benches - to those whos love is long forgotten and seldom told.
What may they be thinking of? Which corners of the globe may they return to for the yearning of nostalgia? What horrors pervade into their conscious states? What daemons do they account for as paramount to their ebb. May it be the neverending endeavour for constant affection? Maybe. Maybe the long forced need for a counterbalance? Maybe.
May they find there way in the darkest of places. May this declaration, this eulogy, beam light in the most desolate of passages. Walls also, may they be luminous and wise - leading the way to salvation. May this, this chantation, lead those that wonder towards happiness. Towards hope.
May hope persist through evil and unjust good. For what is unjust good, but evil in a sunday hat? What horrors can be performed by such atrotious, malicious, pernicious deed? For those that move across precarious ground, may this lyrical prose provide you with support. May it place golden wings on your shoulders, and a halo above your benevolent head. May not the sword of Damacles hang above your dear figure. My darlings, may all the evil of this world look upon you in reverance. May they falter upon their clandestine acts of spite. May all the world turn from your effulgent glare. My darlings, my never yielding darlings.
This one is for you. For how you were. For how we all once were.