Bourn In Thick Coats

Mold growing against the walls,

Its starting to shake, starting to fall..

Left for too long and soaked beneath pipes and drains

No where left for water to flow.

No where safe left to stand.

Surrounded, producing poison casts its ways ahead.

Liquified

Glorious, candle light waking up the dark.

All I could ask for was this place of safety and of love.

Why did you take that away from me?

Melted wax is all that remains in this place of melted hopes, hearts, and dreams.

Everything that you created, became light.

But you were quick to let go, to burn out.

Ashes twinkle in silver moonlight,

I'm off...

To sleep in my imagination,

Because I no longer know if reality, is real.