The burning depths

A swarm of broken beaks held aloft
by tattered wings asail me in my sleep
and when I wake I find fresh scars
from where talons tore and
clawed
my
flesh

Your cold fingers nimbly

lift my skin with such

precision, that I don't feel

a thing till you're right

inside and I'm too weak

to lift my skin of the heap

of broken promises you

gave as gifts.

Once more

So how did you look at the world today?

We built a cage of steel, all shiny and strong,
around ourselves to keep us safe from the hurt around us.
We bought a nice new padlock to keep them out.

We decided we didn't like each other and the hurt we caused was
far worse
than that outside.

But we can't remember the combination and so we have resigned ourselves to a life,
a comfortable life,
but a life neither of us want.

The Darkest Garden

It rages and swirls and crashes
it rips apart new pathways out of mountains
nothing is alone
nothing is free
nothing is what it is
and yet this is where I feel safest
where I feel the calm in the raging tempest even as it cuts across my everyday

transforming
making anew
nothing is what it is


life

The flow came slow and then
the sudden shock
hit me,
as I realised where I was and
what I'd done... I never wanted this,
I never wanted
you
and now all thats left are the remenants,
the scraps of nothingness
you cast aside as a last thought
to console me.

A windswept journey through each others lives and we land up here... outside in the cold with nothing to hold on to but our dying sanity.

The dark chasim engulfs
me
and I lose myself in your
eyes.
I
wonder
through the mists
trying to find the key to your heart...
won't you just turn on the lights and let me in.

Overcast

Its not something that can be understood
it sits in that space between lives in the
corridors of the mind. Those twisted,
narrow, tangled pathways that weave
in and out between reality and dreams.

Tatters

There is beauty in the breaking down...
systems coming to a halt...
enjoy the pain then use it to build a new beginning

Small delicate hands sit sheltered in mine
and I long for the comfort
your arms would bring. I long to be
entwined
in your hair and to float away on the sea of your
thoughts.