Sculptures in the air,
when we inhale and exhale.
While we whisper quiet conversation,
Speak out aloud, talk beyond the pale.

Indentations in the air
swirl in wisps around footsteps
on a busy street.
When we pass or when we greet.

Waves we leave,
as our life's weave
a temporary tapestry,
Woven unconscious
around us.

You were the last taste on my lips, I licked
them gently and you were there when I
exhaled my last thought. Which was the
kiss that you left delicately on my lips.

I used to think it was as simple as
Falling into the shadows
But my existence
Has been every shade of grey imaginable
Blue-grey, light-smokey-grey, dark-almost-black-grey
It's never plainly
Black or white
Happy or scared
It is a constantly changing vortex
I thought I was finally breaking free of the colours - feelings - thoughts
Restraining me
I know I've gotten stronger
But why did I crumble so easily?
Just when I thought I was safe
Panic reared it's ugly head again
This time I felt powerless
My heart raced irregularly
As it placed it's hand around my neck
Strangled the air from my lungs
Until I fell backwards into a dream
Into respite for ten seconds, into darkness
My body doing it's best
To save me from my head
Every colour seemed faded
Strangers watched
As I struggled to catch my breath
They were kind, concerned, helpful
I am grateful
But I'm also ashamed
I couldn't control it better
That I couldn't stay pure white without it being filtered, mixed into black
I did my best to hold it together on the way home
But eventually the delicious meal came back up
The fog cleared a little but
I was still a shivering mess
My family and my love
Brought safety and comfort again
But now the morning after
I can't help but feel afraid
My biggest fear came to pass yet again
I'm still here, I'm still here
I want to pretend I'm fine
To get up, go out
Without a care
But the colours are all shaken up
I don't know what to do
I don't know if I've the strength to keep going on, muddled and grey
When all I want is to be
Iridescent.

Day passes on to night,
Night passes on to day,
Every second that passes
Witnesses my heart's decay.

My heart lost in its previous agony
Sheds tears of sedation,
Numbing its own passions,
To forget its almost amputation.

My heart has suffered many losses,
So my brain continually consoles it,
My soul now conflicted,
As to how they should together truly fit.

My heart and mind have lost their balance,
Lost their ability to function and thrive,
Together as a partnership,
Under the observance of my soul's derive.

Seasons passed us by
I grew, and so did you
In chorus we made the universe spark
At crossroads you kissed my insecurities away
And somewhere along the way
You gave me your heart
I told you I wasn’t good at reciprocating
But you just smiled and said it’s okay
I loved you so much then, for choosing me

She closed her eyes to the diminished shimmer
That floats in the empty murkiness of an expanding
Emptiness, filled with so much yet deserted.

When she ascended her looks to the light it faded
O so slightly, another of her sisters now faded into
The evermore of oblivions fated grasp.

On the presuppose, then collided with obliteration
Of what was birthed by the heavens tears. As all fell
And ushered in her breath now silenced in nothingness.

She looked into herself and felt a yearning to be bright
To not fade. A beacon of life, but where life dwelled
So did the turmoil that rode upon its gifts.

Little things that I gave all too, let us be as one and
Not extinguish that plentiful existence. Yearn to be
Better as a single be joined and as one shine on.

...And I reached out, like the hands of a clock, uselessly grasping at time; and like a clock, all I could do was tell of it's passing.