Vincent

Vincent

Sinking down to the depths of the dark,

Unending well of screaming madness,

You longed for freedom;

Yearned to bask in the magical nighttime

That forever hung just beyond the reach

Of your straining fingertips.

You ached for the heat

Of the burning, golden starlight

As their transcendental fires shone brightly

Across the infinite ripplingly velvet

Blanket of midnight blue,

But its warmth never reached you

In the growing cold blackness of your

Solitary hell.

You strived; you climbed,

But never touched the luminous sky,

Though with nothing to hold onto,

Down, you inevitably and finally slipped,

Lost to the unrelinquishing abyss

And in your absence,

The wondrous night will eternally burn…

Another star brighter.