This one was a bit hard to do. "The island" is Osterøy. The letters refer to people.
It fell
apart
Some months
had passed, I moved away
To another
place, another pace
And I tried
to make it go away
But then we
were broken
I didn’t
eat, I wished I could
Get the
time to stop, to turn it back
And I
disappeared, and never saw
The ghost I
became, but
The island,
the grass, and the water
The ferry,
the cat, and the cows and
R and K and
Y and K and T kept me safe from the
Dark
thoughts and the endless cold silence
The holes,
and the years – all the years
That vanished
fast, and left a vast
Desert of
nothing
I didn’t
vanish, though I tried so hard
And I’m
still around, ‘cause I tried so hard
But a big
part died, I think I cried it
Out in the
soil
Where some
flowers grow, the silent kind
And the
endless nights, the stars that shine
And I start
to see another me
Not broken
and shallow
***
There are
days where nights used to be
There are
mornings fair and aimless
There’s a
hand that’s searching for me
Will you
lift me out of darkness?
There are
moons where wounds used to be
There are
craters, plumes, and fountains
There are
worlds just waiting for me
There are
rivers, paths, and mountains
There are
roads I’ve never yet seen
There are
deserts, forests, waters
There’s a
hand that’s searching for me
Will you
lift me out of darkness?
