FROM FIRE TO ASHES

Simply me and my musings

Twenties

I’ve grown up,

or something like that.

There’s more skin, more bone

, more, more, more of me

yet nothing of my own.

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Yes, I have grown out of my old, empty shell and

instead of taking a new one,

I now face the world as myself; uninhibited

I’m vulnerable, yet at my strongest

With foolish courage I can now admit I have this great love inside of me,

but I have not quite figured out

in this new, beautiful chaos

where to put it

Winter’s Blush

Basking in the sunshine, reading drowsily as a gentle breeze caresses the pages- I cannot hide my love from spring.

Confinement

my heart does not beat but paces;

an uneasy stirring amongst placidity

as madness stalks and creeps

that which is helpless to run

I watched the storm and wanted to become her

Could’a Would’a Should’a

‪I don’t know how to feel so I won’t‬

‪No… I wouldn’t‬

‪I always knew I couldn’t‬

‪But… Perhaps I had‬

‪So, what was that?‬

Conflict of Interest

I cannot stop the distance growing from this stagnancy

Realizing I cannot love you without hating myself

Has left me unsure of what to do with these hands

That both reach out and resist

(Or what I want you to do with yours)

I told myself I’d never be naive and oh, the beautiful irony-To know it is a wolf beneath the wool, yet still cry out in shock when it devours me.

-The Wise Sheep’s Naivety 

Break

Love me

Leave me

Synonyms on your tongue

Kiss me

Curse me

An attempt to live while young

First peace

First war

Disagreement of the mind

The present

The future

They leave each other blind

Her judgment

His prospecting

Leave too much at stake

Her heart

His freedom

A bend about to break

Twisted Trinity

I’m letting go of the ones I love

Lest they hurt from holding onto me

I climbed too far and was pulled down

From Eden’s apple tree

A taste of fruit, knowledge cursed,

How I agonized over all I cannot be

So I offered my soul, begged to feel less alone,

Now Death, Devil, and I make three