Essence (Confessions) In The AirA Poem by Marlena
Wings and scars and skin and hair, all these things, floating in the air.
There’s feathers floating in the air
Soft plush stars, ripped from tender skin
Wings and scars and skin and hair
All these things, floating in the air
They’re an aroma of life around you
Pieces of broken angels and replicas of hate
Certain things will never change, that is true
But they’ll always be in the air, parts of you.
Last mornings and sleepless nights
Ending with mortal fear and sweating bodies
Painful pins and loving needles, fires to ignite
Laugh it off, smile away, a cutter’s own delight
Just remember who you’ll be
When you don’t sleep tonight.
© 2010 Marlena
Added on February 25, 2010
Last Updated on February 25, 2010
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