Walk home
And open all the windows
Find the breeze
With the largest floral scent
Place your heart on the sill
Leave it for the night
Find it full in the morning
And take it back
And smile
Walk home
And open all the windows
Find the breeze
With the largest floral scent
Place your heart on the sill
Leave it for the night
Find it full in the morning
And take it back
And smile
Sit in the field
Let the rain fall
Spring sweat
Iced to the skin
Wake in the field
All paths lost
Overgrown grass
Unbending to your step
Look up to the sun
A blinding light
Escaping sight
Blistering your core
A black wallowing creeps within
Clawing under my skin
Suppress my turmoil from them all
Whispers outside run silent
Not a soul to tell
Suspicions no longer exist
Loneliness builds up
Screams echo in my head
My mouth stays closed
As my torment unfolds
Open heart
Open mind
Pure soul
You request the freest kind
Be myself
No need for the mask
My dear souls
You cower in my true form
Abandon & judge
Yes, even you
All of you
Every time
So leave me with my mask
Accept the controlled
And I promise not to break the glass
The slow breath I exhale
Travels past my lips
No words travel along the
Cold vapors
Only shadows of the
Bitter winter leaving
One last stain upon our skin
I wait still
Through this cold dark lone
As I waited in summers past
Always burned in
The hot airs’ glow
Perhaps a long, slow
Spring this year
So flowers will find roots
And trees may provide shade
Comfortable seasons
To bring an end to my waiting