Bed of Roses (day 2904)

I woke into a bed of roses
Alone and bleeding out my heart
Dark glass shattered all around
How would I ever learn?
Slipping over a raincloud
Pouring into my open mouth
Yearning for a graceful death pose
Arched spine my sorrow lover
A road forgotten now
Spitting out a bitter taste
Into howling winds of angry hands
That took away my breath.

Into Fire (day 2379)

Whistling to myself as I
Float on into a fire

Carry this for me a while
Rumbling as the chains do roll
An offering shall go

Love last breaths I give away
Evening cherishes mine name

Thunderstorm and rainclouds
Unearthed and saving gravity
Such lays ahead thou plan

Reighning in thy terror’s breath
Hallowed in contempt.