Inside, it is warm
Inside we find comfort
Translucent breaths then drifted on that black dotted sky
Whispered cold secrets to you, shivered not in spite
These questions were so beautifully obscured
Why did we treat the worst things so good?
Why did we worry about what might never occur?
Why did we fear what is so plain?
My fingers are numb, beats not calm -- head loud
But the wind is chattering too, those embracing tendrils of cold
So we speak to each other in an unblurred foreign language
Some blood brothers can never leave each other
Some things are hard to imagine without
Some things hurt all those around
Our conversation mingles with pity and false separation
Beaming waves of neon lights pierce the dark blue horizon
Visions are fuzzy, but my eyes are calmer at the sight
My heavy heart floats upward, as the ashes glow
I wake up, a solitary sound discloses
You are afraid to be free
*I am free.