Upon a crystallized morn
you were born unto me...

Bones are filled with crackling emotion
suffocating lungs, as if the air isn't enough...

I miss your giggle.
I miss your sweet smile...

To hear from her
explodes a thousand stars...

Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary...

Colors scatter down Lansing street
like a box of crayons; drowning in a gutter...

I see her footprints fade
upon the earth like a nightmare...

I began to fall
like a soft, summer rain...

Growing limbs of comfort
falling silent within the night...

What do you do, when light of day stings your...
Death beacons a lighthouse of doom...

Feeling abandoned, where the sun never shines
allows you to cast away demons...

She grows accustomed to
cold chains upon her wrists...