let’s look at this year.
let’s stare into the darkness,
festering in the beginning
where hope ought to lay.
let’s search for a reason
in the reflections of tears
that slid across my cheeks,
icy in the cold winds,
spelling despair’s close cousin,
let’s be blind to love,
refusing passion that spills
from heart to heart,
refusing to unlock our own.
would you throw away the key for me?
would you box up your feelings
not in your chest but in another forced into the attic?
so i won’t be
crying with the snowflakes.
as they scream out,
let’s say luck isn’t real,
that all is bad,
that pain comes with reason,
let’s give ourselves
to others only,
ignore the missing sliver,
the part of the mind labeled
replaced with whispers of depression,
now I’m screaming, not loud, in
let’s reflect the showers
on our very cheeks
only these aren’t blocked by windows,
touching skin as they burn.
let’s find comfort in darkness,
where the slicing visions are
swallowed in a lack of light
dispersed by the clouded skies of
let’s rejoice in the season of flowers,
only to see them drop in a sea,
a land of wilted petals,
the daisies must have blown away
in the wind you brought when you walked from me,
gone with the feeling of
i thought i needed you to survive.
but you killed me to steal the flowers of
let me whisper to you,
don’t fear my murder-
my death was a hoax when
you left me to rise in a beam of light,
fearing you’d return with summer storms,
but the thunder of the night was a
a call to join my own mind again,
in not merely surviving, but loving who i was in
let me thrive independently,
apart from your parasitic ways of
blocking summer rays for your own,
i’ll laugh when they burn your skin,
(as it has only seen darkness)
and i’ll bath happily in
leaving you a scorched, empty shell,
clawing to steal my health in
let me take a summer’s nap
without locking the door for your entry
into my dreams- no, nightmares-
but those don’t come anymore.
as the warmth of air flows through my mind
a free pass on a golden road,
a path that can’t fit
love for my own self amongst others
and a want to feel the world’s care in
let me watch you crumble
like a leaf on a tree, falling,
grabbing for my hand but wait!
I’ve risen far above you,
you can’t reach!
you feel fear that you once instilled
in my own mind and it
hurts. no, it
deep into you like the cold breeze
that you can’t escape, and you suffocate in
oh, it’s a beautiful life,
no pleading for permission,
asking for a break of the rules screaming,
you can’t love yourself!
i know hubris well, and vanity,
i’ve been taught to avoid,
but if realizing humanity
is a synonym for narcissism,
then call me.
i’ll tell you where i’ve been in
oh, isn’t it pretty?
months ago i would’ve thought
“the trees are dying”
the cold comfort to match myself,
but i now seek warmth by the fireplace,
nurturing a kindred spirit,
anew with this reborn mind
that only sees the sparkle of snow,
not what is buried underneath in
oh, I’ve reached the end,
or maybe nothing is ending.
let me stare into the darkness,
resting peaceful in the beginning,
bringing hope with the sunrise,
let me search for a reason not to live,
-is there a reason not to live?-
it seems muffled by the snowflakes,
i can’t seem to find it,
instead, found icy in the cold winds,
is a word, love’s close cousin,