Children of one heart,  
Devotion's ocean runs deep,  
Colors make it clear.

Whispers in the breeze,
Leaves pirouette, gold and red,
Autumn sighs softly.

The older I grow,
Parents, once heroes, now seem
Just like me, they are.

Beneath kind words lies,
Silent strings pull hearts like thread,
Shadows weave their will.

Hold me through the night,
Endless love in whispered breaths,
Stay, my heart’s one light.

silent strength within,
words and bodies claimed in vain
minds untamed, fierce free

Sometimes all I need
a soul to mirror my own.  
Am I too much, though?

Beating me to tears,  
then you hold me, comforting
a cruel, warm circle.

she brings the rain, soft and slow,  
a hush of silver, a gentle glow.  
yes, i care for springtime bright,  
but care for nothing in her light.  

she brings the rain, the world turns grey,  
yet melts the clouds, she clears the way.  
in dawn’s embrace, so cool, so wide,  
she brings the rain, i stand inside.

Moonlight softly glows,  
are your eyes upon it too?  
Hearts drift, unknowing.

Unloved, I have felt,  
You love me now, but would you  
Call me your daughter?

when i talk back, do you feel the rage
a storm inside, a tightening cage?
would you strike, would you scream, let the fury begin?
or is that your father, staring within?

i see the shadow in your gaze,
a past that lingers, sharp as blades.
the echo of him, cold and grim
tell me, love… are you just like him?

i think i found peace,
you and i were not meant to  
but i still look back.  

someone checks my list,  
life is full, bright, and moving,  
yet you cross my mind.  

was it even love?  
then i feel how much i cared,  
yes, it surely was.

Once a hand held me,  
now I rust in silent dirt,  
spikes dulled by lost wars.

Men created God,
to deny life’s true makers
Eve bears their old sin.

whenever i see you,
my heart forgets its rhythm,
fluttering like a ghost startled by light.
we never met,
you left before i even touched the earth,
before time could give me a chance
to stand beside you.

still, i know.
if we shared hallways,
if we passed notes in class
instead of fates in silence,
i would’ve been drawn to you.
your twisted mind,
those crooked thoughts,
they call to me.

you were tall,
and your voice,
it haunts soft, like a lullaby for broken things.
maybe if you had seen me
really seen me
maybe then
you would’ve stayed.
maybe then
you would’ve chosen different.