Prelude Poem by Michelle Candelaria

Let my eyes see every detail
Of the darkness that will abound
And the cries of those who are abandoned
Disturb my eternal repose
For it is in holding back that I end up empty
And being dumb that I become useful

The world will keep on living
Without my words being read
But as I get tired of my existence
And start to get rid of every nuisance
Please let somebody remember
That once I have written
Words that seemed to be easily understood
That nobody understands

As I rip apart the last of my pages
And the ink slowly turns dry
I pray that somebody will discover
In the most hidden part of my casket
The withheld emotions
Behind my every feeling
And the innermost reason
Why I once desired to stay

The endless tranquility
Will soon overpower me
Let it be…
Let it be…