Watergun

A gun made of crystal
Convinced to be tossed across the floor.

Everything that once whispered,
Has grown louder than before.

A shot of a bullet, sanity stolen.
Organs delivered, life line swollen.

It's only a matter of time
Before the ice begins to melt.

A willingness to climb,
Escape from the seat belt.

Draining out the poison,
You know that lungs decay.

The crystal is left to be shattered,
Pull the trigger, pick the bouquet. 

The Haunting Residue

Red in the eyes,
Protrude, contrive.

Slide of sticks, coat glossy ice.

Count the lines of tracing skates,
That's how long you've been gone.

The rings around a tree bark,
So late it is, they continue to lap around.

Countless circle, after circle.
Your forest dissipating.

What's left? You say, your ghost.

Such a tasteless, restless soul.
You stole.

I dont want to be asked anymore questions.
I just want to go.

Your Cocoon

The sun blazes off coats of you're glaze

Of you're frost against the windows.

You are slowly beginning to liquefy

Soon you will be dried up into the pavement.

And I dont know when to expect a return.

And I dont know if it's safe to tell you

How much you're missed.

I will be looking out from indoors,

With the lust that you'll show up at my door.

I want to know why you have gone.

Why you don't return.

When that is all that this heart is asking for....

Disappearing Wishes

Water running over rocks,
Like drowning souls inside a stream.

Bleeding water through my veins,

Like ice melting through broken seams.

Dreams fading,

Over transformations left at failure.

Wings dying,

When hope gave up believing in a saviour.

And they all rain down together,
Circling from sky to water.

Everything below looks up,
Everything above, smiling down.