A Few Earnest Words

An eagle soars with ease; This mirror no longer holds my reflection. 

The next thing I knew, I woke up underneath the branches that seemed to protect me from the daylight closing in all around me. 

I've searched these blankets of land. 

Shores of melancholy matched with a palette of static.

Weary array of antique rose pedals.

You could trace the circumference 

of

my

heart

with

your

fingers

and I wouldn't know to feel your touch.

Division

The cold earth sank below my feet softly adrift an autumn catharsis. I am outstretched as the amber fields lay, chasing the light of the sun retreating. Tree tops glimmer in radiant hues of orange and gold, beyond all reaches of time and space. Benevolent tears mark the path across the stars. My sea is endless. 

I'll recede into this memory one last time before I turn to the world and ask so graciously to be forgotten again. I will fly amongst the catacombs and mend my heart with the threads of your celestial needlework. My home lies in the wind. My soul, restless, runs with the beckoning of wolves. Moonlit garden enshroud, the majestic mountains my crown. 

Nothing but animosity towards my life. This world means nothing to me. 

Paths Among Differential Plains; Redemption

I hear the chirping of birds and insects all around me. Running waters, serene shores. Moonlight silhouettes placed against the red of the rising sun. I am alone in this night and I am one with the stars. I hear echoes of the past, singing me to sleep in a sombre reprieve. No return. I gaze into you once again, but this time from a place less afraid. A place which is far beyond the reaches of my own hands. I come to you with a heart wide open. I come without such vulnerability, such shame. I come to you as love. It's time to embark on this path, never to look back. No guidance but the light in my eyes and the fire in my heart. No arms to embrace me, no lips to promise me. I can at last let my arms dangle freely as I've given up this fight. I no longer need to shield my face from this world.

Frailty

Floating gently through my river of tears as my breath escapes me again. Back from the streets only with scars to prove my venture. Sorrow, how you resurface. I'll corrode into rust. I will drink the night and all the while drown in it's emptiness. I will die as I have many times before. I will kiss dawn's sacrament before my eyes are concealed forever.