I, A Maiden

If there’s one thing I have to say It’s that you’re very strong I, a maiden crumble at your feet This is truth is set in a speech I in turn fall to my knees

Not Fond To Fake

I’m not asking you to be my friend I’m not asking for your reciprocation of me I know that lends a give and take, a desire to want to make a bond of compassion one we’re not fond to fake If we were made in the same mold If the blood we bled set in…

Heart Bracing Me Led

Thank this path You have no idea what lies ahead Oh, you know you just have no idea So in that is said, heart bracing me led

Highering Ground

Breaking ground, I hit, I found Never mind who was I running from Welcome home my dearest one

Brutal The Breaking

How brutal the breaking is How annihilating it’s been You see what you want to see I’ve been in and out the dream Broken is how it’s made Shrill in a grave Rising, I’m rising still While I gave beating melody This seat has tempered me Tempting her sane

Bleed A Confession

What do you do when you hit all your goals? Was is fool’s gold you were after Is the aftermath lacking luster Did you aim wide and seek the surface Piercing depths minus purpose Time for another soul session Ring in the bells, bleed a confession Target higher is the lesson

~writing a soul~