Destined to go away.
But an early exit  
is not welcome either.

It has to be on time.
But it can't be found
beforehand either  
in the solar or lunar calendar!
However it's definitely
on it is crystal clear.

Like an ocean
Our love reaches depths
Depths farther any mankind could go
We act as if we are kids
Riding on a Ferris wheel round and round
Or skidding in the snow
Packing crystals into spheres
Hitting the fabrics of each other
Its endless in our depths
Drawing pictures in the sand
Taking the dive into these waters
Wondering what it will be like years later
Deep in the depths
Of our ocean

quartz so divine
and shimmering bright
and it will always be fine
like a magical light
with a structure so pure
and brilliant allure.
A rock of great might
and it will always outshine.

In the coldness of the day
A frigid breeze swirls past
The trees covered in frozen crystals
And hands that hold as cold as ice
When your heart is mended
Tapped and glued
The frost melts it away
While the fire boils
And embers burn to ashes
The frost conceals all in glasses
Stiff and lifeless in its grasp
If only the frost could render a damaged life
Because frost isn't as powerful
As the sleet that shivers a windshield

So much mystery
Hard to find
Beautiful
Yet fragile
On the surface
You cannot see
Devine shine
You have to seek
The deeper it gets
The more crystal clear
Its hidden beauty
Nothing to fear
Pretty to look at
But hard to hold
Is it a woman
Or is she a Geode ?

watch the ball of fire
slowly trickle into the rubble
as the young lady’s
smile turns upside down
her crystals lay so peacefully
upon her cauldron shelf
the book in which her spells lay
is magic like the stars
the candles are dancing with fire
around the a big book
watch the ball of fire
fly above the rubble
spitting fireworks
into smoke
and her frown into a smile

Ah, raise the flames now, shape the world and slice through fate, Before we, alike flowers rise and fall through life's misery,
Dream on, take a hold of my hand and fly!
The view from the balcony is more breath taking if you were to be standing in front of me, with your gentle eyes, your soft smile,
The skyline, before a soothing sunset, became a stained memory,
Ah, beyond the mansion of crystal starlight, in the nights glory lies misery within the darkness of our recurring scars, but does it matter?
Let's not focus on what's sealed in the filth of our hearts, I want to build a life with you here, in this dream of a pandaemonium,
Grab ahold of my heart and seek the answer, sought out at this world's very end, here where dimensions begin to overlap.
I desire to manifest, is the love to save it all, before we disappear
Ah, lean on me my dear devil's angel and do not let go!
Raise the flames, I'll shape our dreamworld,
And tie our fates.

~ Umi

“You look pretty”.
It is a cage I have adorned myself within.
In my nineteen years of living,
I never thought there could be a greater compliment than
“you look pretty”;
“you look beautiful”;
And, my personal favourite,
“I bet you look good
Under all that clothing”.

This is a cage that I have locked myself in.
The walls are made of crystal,
But no one who presses their hand up against it
To steal a glance in
Ever sees me.
I am what I will become,
But to the crows that surround me,
I will never be more than the pretty object
Waiting to be snatched up from the filthy floor.

In my nineteen years of living,
I have been conditioned to believe that my worth
Is solely based around
How pretty I am,
Or how good I look in that dress,
Or how I beautifully paint my face to become
Your doll.
I never have believed that I could be
Anything more.

When you gaze upon me,
With your starving eyes searching my body
For something that does not exist,
Do you not see me for my true worth?
Is my capacity for kindness and
My loving nature
Not something which is destined to be adored?
Will who I am
Ever be enough for your ego to coincide?

Whatever it is that you decide,
Your choices will not persuade me.
I know I am worth more than an idle compliment
Which holds no weight or denotation.
I know that I am worthy of a love
Which sees all of me,
And not just the crystal cage
That is shattering in my wake
Around me.

The way the surface of the water is frozen
calling for you to break its perfect state.
Crystal slate
easily fractured with the slightest touch.
Slowly ripples of different sizes make their way
across the liquid diamond
ending the tranquility it had.