The Fireborn

I remember the whisper of the wind “Monsters come dressed as men Trust None” I remember the reflection in the mirror And smile because I am like none other I warned you over and over, But how were you to know , I am more than the girls you have known That I am not … Continue reading The Fireborn

What is left behind

I remember you in fragments Flitting in and out like fireflies Tracing familiar patterns in the dark Just beyond my outstretched fingers I wonder , if they are tricks of my mind Pining away for what cannot be mine It all comes back to me sometimes though , When the wind carries your laughter When … Continue reading What is left behind