CREATURE FLYING 3
My memories are flashing faster now, an eternity of loneliness all locked away and stored;
Years of my pain speed in front of my eyes, just like I am watching my life in fast forward.
In 1978 a miracle happened, as I went into a building called a cinema, and watched the sun rising across the silver screen;
As I sat there tears rolled down my cheek, it was the most wondrous sight my dark eyes had ever seen.
Confusion overwhelms me in the 1980’s, as I watch a movie about vampires, people walking around the streets dressed up to look just like me;
If only they felt the pain and loneliness I feel each night, they would be so grateful they didn’t have to share my destiny.
As I walk the streets at night I see two teenagers driving a car, blasting music, laughing and joking with his mate;
I just sit on my own watching the world pass me by, wishing there was some way of changing this lonely fate.
My memories flash forward to a new millennium, as fireworks light up the sky;
In two days time I will be 350 years old, and all I want to do is die.
I don’t want to be alone in the dark anymore, I just want to be able to rest in peace;
An eternity of dark days and nights, leave me just longing for a release.
One day my life changed as I picked up a poetry book, I remember the date, it was the 1st of November 2011;
My tears fell onto the page, as the author wrote how he had a destiny to write, and how he had died and gone to heaven.
I remember thinking if I had just one last wish, it would be to see the rising sun;
Today is my birthday, I am now 361.
My life has finished flashing, as I stand on the beach feeling the rising sun slowly burning my skin away;
An entire lifetime of memories shine so bright, as I feel the sun welcome back the present day.
The sun melts through my flesh, but although the brightness is burning me I still feel so empty and cold;
As my dreams turn to dust, the world says goodbye to a boy who still only looks 15 years old.
As my body turns into ash, the morning sea breeze lifts me up and out to sea;
I am no longer a creature of the night, I am a creature that is flying free.
BARRY MOWLES ©2011