I saw her shadow in eyes of golden flame;
Nothing to lose, something to gain.

She exhaled whispered promises, tendrils of sin.
Her cold lips smiled; insidious is her grin

She spun and spun with airy grace
But nothing fled the ivory mask, her face.

The snow fell softly under the pale moon;
I saw her within my mind far too soon.

The kindle worked
its charm on the coal
tempting its soul
to unite in flame.
Outside shrieked
the wind and rain
calling my name,
but the windows and doors
were closed
and worried eyes counselled me to stay.
Thinking of older, darker days,
"Cast ye back to the depths from whence ye came."
A fist shaking in mocking scorn
at the storm.
The rain continued on
for the rest of the day
as the fire danced
and fell in love
with its flames

Cold air
heavy breathing
it's passing slowly
yet fast

I realize
my pain has died
I don't want to
cry about you anymore


So I fall asleep
I've had no dreams
I'll wake up fine

My veins are stronger
I'm no longer small
Not the flower you'll pick
and take
Leave me to die

My roots are everywhere now
There's no death

The sun glows
I see Venus
He is smiling

you want to play
in this first day of spring
flower heads
I remember this exact day
years ago
I no longer hear
your voice in my head
soft windows
slow curtains
dim stars
new moon
I no longer
feel hurt
the pain in thinking of you
walking along
this stormy path
hit by lightning twice
I can almost reach sunlight
wind keeps trying to pull me back
today I grow taller
today I'll grow fonder
stronger
I'll no longer
frown
at the thought of us
simply smile
I've cried enough tears
leaves started to
sprout on my face
it's okay to say
goodbye

It's still cold
Fingers going numb
Maybe my heart too
Flowers aren't blooming
Trees aren't growing
It's snowing

Sun down
Hide out

I'm freezing
Walking around

can i turn back time
and start again
drown me in holy water
cleansing me from the inside out
let the ashes of my form
float like morbid confetti
over me
opening my mouth to catch
the part of me that
i once held dear
my blackened fingertips
reaching for the universe
hoping one day i can be
a part of that ageless space
drifting in a place i call
home
the neon hands of fate
just an inch away
but the gravity of my situation
pulls me deeper
in the sea of my consiousness