Ashes: When Dust Finally Settles

We swathe ourselves with gestures of grandeur,
attempting to believe that we are so much

When shame and guilt engullf your soul;

a burden you've allowed to take its toll

so controlling and powerful you could sacrifice

I was presumed dead... cold to the touch and pale... loved by some but also hated by many,

Those who came to see me through

Ashes To Ashes

Opaque words

Speak of risk

In, out, out, out

Fire be

Ashes to ashes

Ashes to Ashes

Fickle and timber

Glass bleeding

Sleep