If you became a desert I would become a cactus to survive your scalding heat
If you were a mountain I would break every bone in my body climbing your rough edges
I would run into a fire for you
As you would burn me alive without hesitation
AFTER
I have been reduced to burnt rubble
Parts of my soul scattered far away
Where I cannot find them
A SENSE OF RELIEF
I close my eyes in attempt
To shut out the sun
I smile softly as the ravens pick at my flesh
Happy that it's finally over
I can rest now
DREAM
I wake up
It wasn't real
A single tear of frustration
Darted down my cheek
The bitter taste of salt
Met my lips
I turn over and watch you sleep
Bitter that the freedom and relief
I thought I had
VANISHED.
