Sacred Spaces,
where we met
Anxiety in places
that i left.
I am no longer afraid
of the emptiness.

Building altars
just to burn them all down
looking for a sign of divine intervention,
consume and surround
and I’d offer any sacrifice
except for Myself...
maybe i’m still learning
how to love and be loved
With this heart of stone,
These fragile lungs
Cannot survive on air alone.

Different faces
stare back from the ones I should know
I am aimless
I wander into your life with the full intent to go
I am a ghost
in this life I once knew.
I fill myself with others
and purge my head of you.