Fires flare
In midnight glare
When rest eludes the mind.
And life has evolved
Beyond a visions time.
All I see is flaming red
And taunting black
In all I dream
And what I lack.
Conversations cease
In quiet ravines
And distance closes gaps.
I am Pluto.
You the sun.
To address how far we’ve run.
No commonality
In common lives
No honesty
In loose goodbyes.
No emotion
Or depth.
Not a tear
Or sob in lost breath.
The fire shoots higher
In realities evil plan.
To divide
To separate
To end
All it can.
What is hope?
The final string unravels
Judgement slams
The bang of the gavel.
We walk away
In covered flame
The fire won the battle.
Love conditioned is no love.
No matter what we face.
Left us torn and tattered
In another opposite place.
The space created is comfortable.
Content in alone.
Within the burning fire
Peace is subtle
And welcomes me home.
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 