Flesh Wound

Reflective and defensive

No longer do open doors occupy

The space between my ribs and heart

A gap in which blood flows freely

Yet this body is chained to the pain

Of memories from happiness passed



Alone I wander

Turning to the stars for answers

With no sign of relief

We wander amongst those

That speak of prosperity

But within their walls

Only do I find the same road

As I find myself



Now our roads cross again

Purity and bliss our souls once blend

We danced elegantly through fire and ice

Even though love was not enough to suffice

Was it love...

Or was it the idea of being in love?

An answer I don't wish to answer



Still the feeling of betrayal lurks

Blackened eyes that see

What exactly ripped us apart at the seams

Nothing holds the pain

Only memories of....

Blank cold crystal hearts

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