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I am Elpis… I am Hope…

Part I

I am a dying light
I wonder how long ill shine on in the distance
I hear nothing but such thunderous silence
I see nothing beyond a void that eats at my gaze
I want ever so to fill that void… but…
I am a dying light

I pretend not to notice, for
I feel thus i must exist, right?
I touch deep into my own heart, but
I worry so… why this heart still beats.
I cry as it slows within my grasp and i am reminded that…
I am a dying light

I understand my role, my place, my fate.
I say take me now… strike at me fast. do not stretch me out. i already feel too thin.
I dream of an answer and
I try to find one myself, somewhere deep within myself
I hope, but hope is dark… hope is so very dark… and…
I am a dying light.

Part II

I am Elpis…
I wonder if i am missed
I hear angish and heartbreak and
I see torment and misery but i
I want the saturnicity of Cronos… yet,
I am Elpis and thus i am bound.

I pretend that faith is a virtue and that i am sister to the optimists, the dancers, the artists…
I feel, for their fantasies have washed me free and yet
I touch the walls of my jar and
I worry ill never truly be set free… never again. and thus
I cry because light must die for me to know that
I am its darkness

I understand this of me but
I say what springs eternal must never be so bound
I dream this though i know it not… all just echos
I try to scratch and smash away at this prison…
I hope and that is my sin… and i remain the most evil of evils so as to prolong man’s torment… for
I am Elpis… I am hope…

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