Angels and Demons

Sometimes the power lies in your fingertips as they caress the darkness inside of you. Your fingers caress the darkness surrounding you and turn it into a vague light—a slight illumination of demons and angels housed inside your soul. Let the night breeze guide you into a spell that you sing like a lullaby for the flowers growing around your foundation. The silver glints in the candlelight as you let the building catch fire so that from the flames, your spirit can be reborn. Rise from candlelight as the candle burns out and smokes itself into the nothingness unrecognizable as air. Light irradiates from you and warms the frayed buildings that housed your beliefs in between the night sky. How perfect did your shell burn into and outwards throughout the night.

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Thank the Sunrise

She said “fuck it” none of it is worth it

This feeling of insufficiency in you and you and them

She said “sleep it off”

Addictions are better left

To be treated in the bright mornings

When the candor of the sun sings its light

Into your eyes, enkindling your vision

With flames of truths that have been burning around your body.

Reversed

 Say that you love, but don’t forget to leave
Only to return later when the foundation has already burned down.
Be ruthless in your destruction of
Leaves and trees ridden in memories of days
When you were nearby, close by, for the other waiting.
 Don’t forget to leave, but always say that you love
When homes have been burned down and you later return
To the destruction and ruthless
Memories of days of leaves and trees
Waiting for each other, close by, nearby.