I've given up,
twisted tween rock formations...
Floating thoughts tangle
like webbed emotions...
I hear you knocking
to come in...
Haven't written in a while-
I bend in corners...
It's dark as I lie here...
The rest of the house still nestled in sleep...
Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary...
She began starving long ago
standing alone, frozen from head to toe...
Change occurs when "damaged"
is labelled crossed my chest...
What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...
“Hold out your hands.”
A calming voice spoke...
Melody speaks beyond the trees
Yearning for her spirit to sing...
She painted tinsel in the dark
as demons stripped her soul...