sometimes i get

[lifespoeticjrny]

consumed
into the darkness
which shadows
and rolls
falling onto
the floor
filling all
that is
unholy
disheveled
and cold
telling all souls
there is more
to be had
while we sweep
up our ashes
from the remnant
of our past
telling soft lies
to ourselves
and those around
hoping the shadows
dont grow lips
to uncover
the memories
weve buried
in the ground

briah nicole k luther