Tatter my pages

Free minds in paradise

Grieve this day

A song died in the listless confusion

My winter is cold

But so is the spring

Breed new life into my being

Aimless wanderer become endowed

Timeless misfortune

Give to wistful winds

Pale moon falling over your caress

Just looking into the eyes of fate.

She knew, as she whispered

“This day would come,”

Greeting it with a slight smile

Fare thee well, until you day is dawning

I’ll not mirror your convictions

Or dance your favorite part

I have no use for these vices

These games you called life

“Tomorrow will be a better day”

She silently promised to herself

Forward moving forward

Leaving all behind

Wipe the tears away

Someday, someday

You’ll forget about the ashes

Tattered heart dried in the sun

The moon may be bright and beautiful

So is the night

The stars, the sky

Bleed not from needles and thorns

“Cleanse me, please, cleanse me”

She cried in hard shaking sobs, leave her be

Breathe fair child of autumn’s fire

Just… Walk Away.