fractured soul

FRACTURED SOUL


My fractured soul like the fragments of the sidewalk
Shift with the moving of the earth
Parallel to the gashes in my wrists
Like its own universe somewhere hazy
A reflection of the sun upon the rain
Half shrouded by the darkness
My own light the emanates between the bursts of light and shadow

Crooked roots of stalks without flowers
Grow through the cracks of stone
So I exist amidst the fracture
Where is my flowered crown you promised?
Left I am only with the thorns

Twist and burn inward more
I have not caught your spirit yet
You evade my bloody grasp
Do not let me catch you
What you feel is love will only turn to hate
For I have seen the shadows from the sun and watched the flowers die in rain
You will drown in your own tears if I do not suffocate you

Like the gnarled rings of a tree
My wrists, the scars to prove it
May they serve as a spiraled map to guide you
Never pass this way again
Remember me only as a fleeting shadow of a dream
That dissipates with morning light

These are not the hands you want to hold forever
Do not hesitate to let them go
No—the blood—I leave no stain
God forbid that you remember
Could I erase myself I would
And mingle in the air as if I belonged there
For here I do not belong

You see, it’s shifting like the moving earth
Crooked roots of stalks without flowers
Where is the promised crown of flowers
Somewhere in the haze, neither here nor there nor now nor later
I have not yet caught your spirit
I am still searching for my own.