Gnarled, razor fingers expand from my core
twist around my beating hart and stone filled lungs
oh inky blossoms don't bloom where you see no sun
please, don't fill my airway that no more wind fall
Don't invite the storm
the waves crashing, crushing, tossing me about mountain high waves against your void petals
so much worse than shattered glass or cliff faces
for into them I fall into seas anew.
I have to
Open the skies and let in peace
At a time.
Rushes in and thorns writhe in agony
Tumultuous sea tames to sweet ripples.
after the wind slows.
once at last... I pause