pale eyes, pale eyes,
what do you see?
under those curling locks,
soul swamped in misery?

soft hands, soft hands,
what do you feel?
a spirit torched with sorrow
struggling to heal?

scarred lungs, scarred lungs,
what's in your breath?
misted blood and iron dust,
a knife marked with death?

brittle heart, brittle heart,
what is your desire?
to strive for one last chance
or to finally meet the pyre?

blue lips, blue lips,
what are your last words?
do you wish to be freed
to soar among the birds?

h.f.m.