Acidic words burn like wild fire,
as angry yells shatter and tare...

The radiant morning sunlight
Surrenders...

This poem is dedicated to my sweet friend Danika...
Just know that I am looking for you...

I saw you
through the fog...

Mirror mirror on the wall
Reflecting back the images you see...

I wrote this poem with another girl who I think is...
This one's for the girl...

(verse one)
I come in, you throw me out...

Bittersweet winds scratch their claws upon my...
As my tinny feet make soft impressions, short...

In that silence
the words frozen on our lips...

There are two people in me.
Two voices inside my head...

Fading.
The setting sun...

She plays upon her shattered piano,
her fingers addicted to the red keys...