like snow

a picture like poetry
she dances like snow
loneliness and aching
fall in like snow
what is there left
to pick from the earth
no hearts remain
all are discarded
full of emptiness
spilling outward
crowded room
and nothing to hold
no partaking
not allowed
everything silent
rushing white noise
tomorrow maybe
something will happen
not now
it's not allowed

take away
all our lonely hearts
feed us again
with dirt and breath
make us alive again

as we once were

i so wish to forget this thrice accursed past

yet as the winds of time and sands of fate converge

the memory is sealed within, deep inside my being

still, as the tempest rends my flesh from bone

the power of purest truth brings healing to my soul

and slowly as the earth revolves upon its crystal axis

my heart forgets the thousand sins placed upon my head

and as the years descend into the pit dividing right and wrong

my mind becomes one with myself

as we all once were