A Dream Expires
Vulnerability setting in.
I sit with the poison between my fingers.
The vanilla scent invades my senses-
Mingling silently with the evergreens.
I breathe it in.
The soft glow of daylight flees
Its memory existing only above these lonely trees.
I gaze at the darkening ravine-
Its trails sparsely lit with blades of opaque light.
The cold overtaking my skin no longer matters.
Only the sweet essence upon my lips,
And the silver-blue tendrils of smoke that burn away,
Leaving an ember to die in its ashes,
Hold my will imprisoned here.
So many times I find myself crying in the twilight.
Lost, alone, and consuming these toxins.
Escaping, running, but somehow still fighting.
So many unwanted advances stain my thoughts
With foul, dark blotches upon my brain.
How can I hold them at all responsible?
I can't even respect myself...
I sit with the poison between my fingers.
The vanilla scent invades my senses-
Mingling silently with the evergreens.
I breathe it in.
The soft glow of daylight flees
Its memory existing only above these lonely trees.
I gaze at the darkening ravine-
Its trails sparsely lit with blades of opaque light.
The cold overtaking my skin no longer matters.
Only the sweet essence upon my lips,
And the silver-blue tendrils of smoke that burn away,
Leaving an ember to die in its ashes,
Hold my will imprisoned here.
So many times I find myself crying in the twilight.
Lost, alone, and consuming these toxins.
Escaping, running, but somehow still fighting.
So many unwanted advances stain my thoughts
With foul, dark blotches upon my brain.
How can I hold them at all responsible?
I can't even respect myself...