To bring you into this world a terrible gift
8 months of unforgetting and weeks of aches
Tumbling down the mountain stopping
Only to see how far I've fallen

The journey torturous and terrifying
In your coming you almost weren't
Neither was she it rendered me immobile
Standing by her bedside

In the coming weeks after it passed
You lay quiet, I stared with endless adoration
Moving silent knobs and hearing my
Feelings come into fruition

I hope you know the price of life
It's wonder and gayity
To never get stuck in the hurt that comes
To move through the fjord with ease

I will give you the world and hope it doesn't
Take you from me like it almost did

Down upon a pale path draws the knife
Dull, sharp stinging pain the first the worst
The second even better, viscous pomegranate
Seeds of doubt pour out

I try not to scream and shout, closed lips
To the hurting in my heart
Brain holding my feelings in hands wringing
Wet with tears slippery salt mingling

The light comes in and out
Candle lighting itself from it's own smoke
Eyes open to find myself still here
I wish they didn't

In the morning I hear footsteps
And all they can say
Do you feel better?

One or five it matters naught
For in the end I am distraught
The tide runs red we mourn the dead
I just hope my spirit caught

In the arms of those that worry
I fear not and do not hurry
Pluto gains another mistress
And I dein to meet his shores

Have me or have the others
A sputtering diatribe that escapes my coffers
Offer me a sweetness kisses
Mine them from the deepest quarry

Dally not to meet me
My words shall beseech the
At his ashen shores
I fall

How many times will I break this glass
Only to glue the pieces back together
The sand leaks between the pieces I can't find
And the gaps in the upturned ceiling

I said that it was infinite
That eternity would be our resting place
That the mirror would reflect ourselves
Back at each other we claw and yell

An unfamiliar hell that hurts the yearning
Heart of glass blown way to large
The walls thinner than they should be
Cooled and heated shattering into shards

I won't fight for you to stay
In arms of semi-permeation
I won't ask you to stay
In my arms another day

If you need to leave do so
That you will no longer hurt

Their voice our land my people
Stolen from them and given too
Many people **** our ancestry
My connection never leaving
Yet unobserved by the people on it
Modernity the new and structure for us
Their struggles ignored, my struggles ignored
Our trauma not shared or invalidated by the other
How can our divide be spanned
When my people won't engage with the other
Our people antagonise the other not listening
Fingers in ears and tongues stuck out
Waving in the wind our flags, our identity
My people must forgive, our land is shared
From the smoke of burnt pages can we be washed anew?
Wawa biik

The glass and sand lay about my feet
Barefoot I stomp the ground and let the shards pierce my porcelain skin
Rubies drop from my soul and cast each step with
Pain from my heart, an unrelenting ease of
Dissonance that should feel uncomfortable
My ears somehow used to it don't bat an eye

I would hold you as high as possible
Catching you once wings melted
Rolling down after you as time counts down
The Eagles dine upon my flesh and
Pluck out my eyes for giving you your
Psyche, alone without her seraphim
Unable to hold him close
Wanting to spin a web to catch him
Yet never to wed