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...

Speechless roses fall victim to winter
dormant; within cracks of frozen earth...

Night born skies
delivered within majestic fantasies...

Beauty radiates tween conversation as
Roses mixed with greenery, remind me...

Collecting thoughts-
like stars inside a child's hand...

She began starving long ago
standing alone, frozen from head to toe...

Crystal lace adorns
skies of a darkening shade...

Silhouette
kisses bare shoulders...

Wintry kaleidoscopes form prisms
within a mind filled with grief...

Walls etched in acidic nightmares
coat the outer rim of my mind...