When I close my eyes,

I find myself back in time,

When I close my eyes,

I lose myself in thoughts divine.

When I close my eyes,

I think back on my life,

When I close my eyes,

I remember all of the strife.

When I close my eyes,

I see how I've grown,

When I close my eyes,

I think of what I've known.

When I close my eyes,

I reflect within,

When I close my eyes,

I feel my life once again, begin.

If January had shattered me like glass

February was the shards that were left upon the floor

we were short, and sharp, and dangerous

leaving scars upon both of our hearts

broken broken broken

and there was no winner in our desperate grasp for freedom

shadowed by the force in which we crashed to the ground

You were red- a cherry, burning red

and I was blue- ice cold, leaching color

and together all we were was

broken broken broken

pieces of shatter glass upon the floor

A silhouette of white

sits contrasting the night sky. I was a painfully dull grey.

"I made you." She spoke, her voice loud like water hitting rocks.

"I didn't ask to be," My voice was salty and dry. I felt like the sands of a desert. "-why did you make me like this?"

Silence filled me like a jar of needles.

"We all deal with ourselves." She turned to me finally, water glistening as it streamed down her cheek.

"You didn't tell me how."