when my throat closes up, you remind me how to speak.
dripping with sweetness, you caught me in your web of lies.
this cold stone marks your vibrant and beautiful life.
you are so far away.
this thunderstorm takes hold of my soul. i see no more.
the fog like a coffin white.
the push and pull of happiness and sadness rips me apart from the inside.
ambition’s gaping maw swallows everything in its path.
though we can’t see her, Hope flies for us.
waterfalls down porcelain rocks.