Upon the earth from which you had once sprung,

I now see you, dying in its arms, fluttering

Against the grasp of the soil's embrace

Struggling against its freshly fallen leaves.

You are but a light, taking in
The last moments of air, the last
Feeling, of the way the earth rotates


Around your soft feelers.

I will always be burning.


From those singed
And charred ruins, I


Hold the ashes of anger, sorrow and pain...


A girl forever running through the flames.

I don't care.

and you're afraid of me

Afraid of you, the world and it's many


Complexities.


You don't care.

and that scares me

scares the girl who dreams

The girl who wants to

Believe.


Do we care?

Not for anything but the "we"

this "we" is just "me" and it will all be gone so

Quickly.


So don't care.

for the "we" or "me or anybody

For all the stardust that runs in our veins,


we still remain,

vain, selfish and



Needy.

I couldn't finish my poem


I had no space

For the ink had already,


burnt my page.

Raging through a hurricane
and swirling in the deep,

my ship has lost sight of land

I am pulled out to the sea  



No peace can be found unless
One surrenders to the depths below,


Oh blissful eternity,



I have let go of the oars.

Upon a sunny beach I walked
Particles of grain, sands of thought
I felt the day draw me in
And as I took a breath,
the sea drank the world's din.

I stand here, opaque
and yet the distance grows bold.
I know I'll become transparent
and our memories will grow old.

As I watch from the glorious past,
this uncertain future, unfold.