Sitting in the darkest corners of my thoughts,
I've never felt such clarity.
As if the nothingness made me feel more
Than what life could ever provide me.
Its void reminds me of my own
Reality trickles down my spine like cold embers.
I try to ignore the whispers of my mind
As they speak to me of a time I've long forgot
And the cold fire it made me feel
A cold fire that made me sick
The cold fire that made me be.

I'm in a southern air
Wrapped in winter's shame
Leaves fall on an absence
That can't be replaced.
However long this winter's gaze may be,
I feel this fire inside.
I am a smoldering stone
Rolling to the next shady spot
Praying for some release;
Some cool breeze to take me away.
The scorching heat grows and pushes me closer to the sun.
With no chance of relief,
The only tree for me,
cut down,
Decays in my memory
Just as cold and dead
As the seasons to be.

And I heard my name called throughout the sea
Until my fore thoughts banished me
Into the harsh evergreen
My dreams seem to flow and vanish
In and out of light
Darkness wraps around me,
And bright were my eyes
But all things must go.
Even the brightest of stars must die
And fade into the sky
To make room for another
Like you or I.