i gather a pile of loose strings knotting.
her drawn to the dark,
you drawn to the light,
a woven fabric unraveled.

is your will let down,
watching at the candle-lit window,
every drop of rain striking?

this barren room,
love’s cold ammunition.

our bodies lie still.


Imaginary fence surrounding lost thoughts, better left untouched. Burned to the core of my being, stillbirth soul, procuring wounds.

Your heart sorrows for me.
Don’t worry love.I’m holding strong, singing new songs, a million thoughts away from you.

You, alone and lost forever.