Red lines slowly
stretch and reach for the end of the shattered mirror
A strangers face stares blindly through the cracks

There are many
versions of myself that
need funerals

I am impatient because
I know how cruel time can be,
and what it can take
away

So drop your towel and I will caress your shoulder and let your hair down, ash waiting the phoenix to rise, and I will run my trembling hands along the silhouette of your shadow as we dance among moonlit hallways,
Silence among sighs, and as you unthrone me I will fall to one knee to toss my crown aside for a place at your side

If I am not enough
let me know,
It hurts to be half loved

I wish that I could erase you from my memory so I don't have to be reminded of you

I wish I could tear my own skin off so I won't remember the way your skin felt on mine

I wish I could burn the places where we used to go so that I don't have to look at them

I wish I could stop this guilt that boils inside me so I can move on

I just wish you were gone...