Thoughts

The thoughts of a preternatural creature.

Nothing in the concept explains my state,
No snakes involved,
No fall from grace.

Without the beating of my heart
You can not know my love for you
And so my dear I must depart
Before the darkness takes you too.

In a silent night
With a silent tear
There's a silent wish that you were here.

I look above and see the light,
And wonder if at all there might
Be a heaven for me within those skies
Without this heart that does not beat nor a soul that drive me through.