Fall, the change

Wasted time can’t come back,
It hurts to hear “you changed.”

Face it, lies can't make facts.
Pits burn bridges: Bad Faith,

His/Her side, Got your back…
Burn them to bits of ash.

You'd be right to hate them
You aren't them though, so don't.

Funny, the only change,
The only change… is what…

You’re finally happy now.



Winter, between worlds

Trapped under shallow ice,
Sunbeams swallow my sight.

My last wind bubbles out,
Magnifying light rays, like stains, on this holy world’s window

That tease the air, so close, a draw rope drops
Then curtains close.  I want to drown, but don’t.

Kicking, I stay floating.
Purgatory.  No shouts.

No fists against the ice…
I accept and reject.

Fate… is this what you are?



Spring, a new fuel

A corpse, hands at ten and two.
Drive, no destination, misery, my hollow fuel.

What’s worse, life or skin and eyes turnt blue?
At this time I can’t say, springtime is a vision, seems so blurred a hue.

Teary eyed, I grip the wheel, dream that I could let go, but that half makes me hold.
Dreadful mind, cursed to wish for less of life, is death that cruel?

Mechanized I go through steps the living do,
But inside, the mind is fog, love my lighthouse, breaks this dreary view.

My Persephone, comes to bring me spring,
But the winter made me fear the return of leaves.

My Persephone, comes to bring me spring, 
But the shorter days make fear to light behind the breeze.

The loving sun cuts through the glass to light
My eyes within the mirror, hands at ten and two.

I’m scared of life, but not a life with you.
So I live with determination, her smile my brilliant fuel.