This is not my purpose!
Damn it all! I somehow proclaim
Into the vast blankness of the air
Stretched into the darkness
In front of me.

This is not who I am!
I shout, wanting to scream
Into the opacity
Of the stares
Pathetically looking back at me.

Leave me alone, please
And just let me be.
Let me embody the solitude
That my soul so readily needs
Uninhibitedly this
Is my plea.

No? you need more of this wreck
That I feel I have become?
Then venture forward you pitiable self
And take from me
what you have come to
Grasp, to hold, to rob
From me.

I will let you and I watch as you do
To me eventually come
Hands held out as if to catch
something unseen, Indefinable

Leave me alone now
Now that you have attempted
To void my hull.
Let me embody the solitude
That my heart so pounds and needs
In its effortless cravings
Its beat its only plead.

No?
Then damn I again
As this emotional recluse
Spills forth, releasing its hold
Of what could have held me prisoner, becoming
Forever my personal calamity.
Please turn away from what you cannot bear
To see purging forth
From within my empowered wreck
Of this broken vessel I attempt to drive.

Leave me alone
I beg one more time
As my head releases its heat
Or at very least
Hold firmly my faltering sails
And prevent me from open seas.

D.L. Clarke

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