construction
scared for the just of tommorows
quite frozen over to yesterdays
the abstenence of a horizon one to pursue
cliffs that rotate full forced falling to death
a ravine held of atmospheres of acceptence
insecurities waver amongst pine written trees
rocks engraved with heart filled sorrow
stories untold to the unkind ear
blackened grey knife dulled to a sudden tip
a grip of lifespan to concave; RIP
salt of the sea that falls in her tears
silk full smile seizing from her lips
collapsed at the hips
left for the birds last prey