While clutching me with icy claws
I fear my fragile heart to pause...

I crash upon her boney shores
praying to suffer no more...

Built up walls around me isolation
dark matter of my own creation...

Buried my past with my bones
I raise my glass; I'm not a quitter...

Weathered and bitter
Incapable of feeling...

Alive
Flickering hearts...

Daylight's
Retreating skies...

Draw your bow and arrow
As the way is narrow...

Maybe animals feel more deeply than we do
high emotional IQ...

I thought I had made it out
The other side...

Smiling ever so happily
Concentrating on your art...

I thought I was
beautiful while...