Writing this while at Lipsi

In this night's uncertainties, the distant pain, the memories and the emptiness of the heart, I alone but walk, unsure if I'm being watched or treasured All I hold is some love and a tired pair of eyes. This companion I met,this who allows me to hold her as if I own a child, she who made me feel like a mother for a while, is now by my side. Climped this cliff, up to the archangels that we wish they could see How much help we need And how much help of her species they should seek... I can see the village's lights...none of these people are aware of the lonely nights...some are, some were, the silence too loud in this land The crickets, melancholic oxygen Entering the houses And sinking in the walls. Oh how I wish that this huge sea could swallow me whole Kill me and put me to rest in it's huge waves... But what can I, that I have a household behind...I cannot close my eyes...no matter how my soul and heart desperately wants. Now she, as a siren, a beautiful nymph arrives, lurring me back to land with her meows, and the waves she scares away." those bright eyes, the lack of words that make a heart ache and a mind fill with memories, those bright eyes against the moon, the eyes of a being humanity sees as lower,