From The Desolated Girl

Dear Sadness, 

You crumble my thoughts 

then shatter them to pieces 

You command my everything

with your rhythms and allusions

Steady words beat faster than your last breath

They come rushing to start a war

with your memories that still remain 

in a special need to be forgotten place.

To the life that breathe back in to me 

To the steady words that stopped me 

from listening to you...

They stack their dead souls 

in front of you as sacrifice. 

As a sacrifice for the thinning words 

that screams 'death' 

The simplicity of your command is the air You tricked me 

to last breathe.

But now your command is broken

and for sure my last breath still 

wants you: as a home to live in, nest in 

and forever sleep 

in your comforting arms...