Golden flecks danced on the lake,
Your eyes casting prisms unfeigned.
But even a Midas touch cannot mend,
Green leaf of youth could not be contained.

The rippling water looked so enticing,
Ice prisms reflecting on my skin.
I should have realized it was frozen, but you took my Hand and pulled me in.

Hope as shattered as the barren landscape,
Looking out at the shards I wondered
Why we find destruction so lovely.
Even a perfect Man not left undisturbed.

Through the ages we have ruined for pleasure,
Families, countries- broken.
It's in our nature to batter
What beauty we have been given.

Only one can heal the pain,
The glue to put this puzzle back together.
One day we'll see no pain,
The antidote washing away demise forever.

A shadow in the corner,
Your voice whispering in my head
The creaking of your chair,
These all fill me with dread.

You know how you harrass me,
My spirit stronger than you think.
Seductions always tempting,
Like hot breathe in my ear.

All you are- a cliché,
A wisp of a being.
Now, freed from your chains,
Feeble plans ripped at their seam.

I'm a voice,
not an echo.
Everybody around me is letting go
of what they love
to please
their friends
family
society.
Hollow beings
cover the world like
broken,
alabaster shells
trying to change their shapes,
to wedge themselves into the puzzle.
I am a voice,
not an echo.

Today I let the sun wake me up,
it's soft caress warm upon my face.
It was the last dawn of the year,
and I was still trying to find my way,
but looking out at all the happiness,
I searched for so urgently,
I fell into ease,
because I realized
all I was searching for,
was me.