In Her Nature

These walls I stare at.
Impossible to see past, to see through.

In this silent, empty room.

Nothing but a window,
A world all too familiar to look out to.

If I must bleed to know what is on the other side.
Cut me open.

Let's run dry.

Submerged in obsession of my own developing thoughts.

'Cause this pen,
Is all I allow myself to have.

Contents in A Canyon

In the cavernous depths
Of our boundless cliffs

We climb.

Cracking in the waterless abyss
Immeasurable, alive and fighting.

Knowing it is impossible to crumble,
Omniscient of this concrete existence...

We shall carve our names
In stone.

The Desert We Lived In

You felt unloved by me,
I felt unloved by you.

A dehydrated desert waits for rain.

Our storm just never came.

The whole thing just crumbled,
and tore apart.