The Wordherder Online random babble by a certified loon…

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...