Yuukon

paint the sky with indigo and then add the stars for good measure shine your light and say hi to the moon soar the galaxy be free and remember to show us your light

one day your bright eyes will gaze upon the stars and one day you will feel the sun warm your skin there will be one day when you'll feel pain but that same day you will feel loved, too I will hold you tight and and wipe your tears and tell you 'it'll be alright'

memory is like rope sometimes it chokes me and sometimes it is all I have to hold on to

If there's one thing we're good at, it's timing you said. But as you walked away from me, you whispered this is no end to our story and we might still be destined for one another, but our timing is off.

I cannot remember when you held me last in arms filled with love. I do not recall when you kissed me so passionate it made my heart leap out of my chest anymore. Please remind me hold me in arms so full of love I cannot escape kiss me passionately and make my heart explode.

Words can wrap themselves around me like a noose tying me to the ceiling beams. How cavalier language is forming stories and empty promises. The language becomes silence and you become a ghost.

and in what of this life with you would I not revel you have colored my existence and our practiced soft insistence inverted blue . all my dreams are different shades of you

On a quest for what she could never have. A path emerged, one forged with magic- gleaming and irresistible. So she sacrificed this one little thing and began her journey into greatness. The world’s chaos captured- embraced- t r a n s f o r m e d Bending to her will. Her destiny conquered. The Mage of many kingdoms, Powerful. Beautiful but was feared more often than adored. So she walked away, alone through a ring of smoke and ash. Another time, another place, another battle where brutality was unleashed and victory was bittersweet. Dreams and hopes caught between rebellion and prophecy. Time and change will never be denied. So she travels on... lamenting. Some sacrifices may stall providence but fate will have it’s due. Legacies evolve Or be damned.

I am my own architect I take my bones build castle walls scraping the sky with fingers of stone. Cut a skylight in my heart, and it beats a rhythm a rhythm arrhythmic beats in the dark, all its own. I ache to lie down in the quiet earth green blanket gown out of leaves and dirt - any place to drown out sounds that feel like the rain of guns pelting hail and thunder, that shut out the sun. Volcanic words, fists and magma fire, clouds of blood and bruises igniting in a storm that breaks and breaks forever. The ground calls so loud "you belong to me", and we belong together. We are made of clay and mortar and mortality and I stack my bones. As I child I felt immortal until I died and died again, and signed my gravestone. I bled into the earth by own design and they started my heart beating red brought me back to hell- Living death is no kind of oath beside graven promises of everlasting rest. Sleeping awake in screaming violence I learned to sleepwalk through enemy lines. You become

how many heart beats have you missed late in the night will you want them back

She eyes the trials Nails gouging the tree-bark Sneering, with brows crossed It's too much, and she springs forth Their screams could turn killers sane

take a chance teach broken hearts to dance

a wound to the heart can cut so deep down inside a lifetime can't heal