The dust blows softly.
Strangled breaths kiss the air.
Dancing around a warm fire,
Stillness inhabits an estranged soul.
The land is unstable, darkness falls over the trees.
The silhouettes merge and create a sinister enemy.
Molten Lava rocks, a burial ground for old bark,
Deceased fish lie unharmed.
I leap and skip.
Turbulent travels, a perilous experience,
Never leave with half a heart.
Filled tissue boxes, and set on a calm spring.
The night devours the flame.
Barefoot, I defy the moon.
Stand in an old room,
To feel the presence of a memory.
Reminders circle my feet at light steps,
I stop, and say goodbye to remembrance.
Oct 8, 2012
Oct 8, 2012 at 3:12 AM UTC
The dust blows softly.
Strangled breaths kiss the air.
Dancing around a warm fire,
Stillness inhabits an estranged soul.
The land is unstable, darkness falls over the trees.
The silhouettes merge and create a sinister enemy.
Molten Lava rocks, a burial ground for old bark,
Deceased fish lie unharmed.
I leap and skip.
Turbulent travels, a perilous experience,
Never leave with half a heart.
Filled tissue boxes, and set on a calm spring.
The night devours the flame.
Barefoot, I defy the moon.
Stand in an old room,
To feel the presence of a memory.
Reminders circle my feet at light steps,
I stop, and say goodbye to remembrance.
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