Associated with the loss of my mother and all others in general

“Can Fade, I”




This life fades, while time flows--
give me your hand ... I wish you would go
my love of this place changes--cast The Spell of Winds ...
Wind, carry me, or my pain away ...

(brazen, with stiff wings and anger--sorrow, I fly ... )

My heart is bleeding fast--I ...
cannot bring life back to my world ... lives have gone ...
from this place; the lives ... no longer, with me, see ...
yet, I still breathe the air of my fane--dimmer are the lights--I
disappear into deject night, and cough flames ... darkest lights--burned ...
have become crisp--powdery ... the falling ashes
form the glyphs of my name, and sparkling spray
gives the muse some brilliance to see and feel again
dusty fade as I fight against death ... carried away, with wind
This thing, I am, of explosions--a planet, formed in expansive air debris--
It is called, my skin
I ...
kiss me ... I want ... I feel ... I need--I ...
love you ...
please ... .





Written By, Darkest Angel
Written February 13, 2010
r.w. January 5, 2011