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Vertical Asymptote

Ah, my Goddess, forgive me please,
as you watch me from on high;
when you saved the others' fates,
why did you damn mine?

When you struck destiny's hand,
overcoming all the odds,
driving out the darkness
and defeating even God,

You, the non-omniscient,
indeed altered Fate,
yet the scales of hope and anguish
never once changed weight.

All around me, Savior mine,
unfelt, unseen, unheard;
Companions fall before me
and I hear your whispered words.

"It's all right now". "It's all over".
"Rest now… no need to cry!"
They, at least, have you to hold them
and dry their tear-stained eyes.

I have none, because I know
one day we'll meet again,
and this small joy amid the sorrow
gives me Hope, you, my dearest friend.

The other girls who do not remember
fade with the ease of a dream,
and I am kept tethered here
by one unfailing, unyielding seam.

Forever more you'll keep me standing
in my own Walpurgis Night;
Forever more I climb this slope.
Forever more I'll fight.

Ah, my Goddess, you tried your best,
but life is still unfair;
though hope you granted the Universe,
my only gift is despair.

Because angst. My poetry-writing is a bit rusty, sorry about that. I hope this was somewhat enjoyable anyway. I might come patch it up one day.