mother
we are cut from the same cloth
you and i
we do not know how to be anything but
the giver
the helper
the lover
who bends over backwards
with no fuel
we split ourselves open for others
and wonder why it stings
when we sew ourselves up again.

Esther L. Krenzin

you were half sweet
half sour
and i burned my tongue
when i devoured you
whole.

Esther L. Krenzin

swaying on the brink of the rooftop
i drink in the world below
and burn it into my eyes
for my breaths are few and far between
a reminder of the borrowed time
i've been clutching to
a heaving chest

tears kiss my cheeks
its twilight and my limbs have turned
to lead
suddenly, there is no promise for the future
suddenly, i wish for respite
to end the existence that once seemed
so bright and full
but now is as hollow as my words

and no form of "sorry"
can save me now
sob it to my cooling corpse
force it into empty lungs
scream it until i turn blue
you cant help me
and theres no way out
but
down.

Esther L. Krenzin

some warriors
taste defeat before their journey
and are wiser because of it.

Esther L. Krenzin

perhaps we burned so fiercely
that even our best efforts
couldn't quench the flames.

Esther L. Krenzin

show me you care
not by what you say
but by what you do

Esther L. Krenzin
Roguesong

why do we swim on the outskirts
when we could
dive in deep
into the vast unknown
into the ocean so harsh and unyielding
but we dare not do more
than loiter in the sand
where its safe
for our resolve trembles in the face
of such power.

Esther L. Krenzin
Roguesong