I Wonder

I wonder

Why I couldn't feel like myself again

She seems lost somewhere even on sunny days

Her shadow collides with a broken window

Of a girl,

I used to be

A story of a fallen angel twisted as a daydream.

She whispers in the air before it vanishes away with muffled sounds

She laughs, "All alive is to be my dream"

I whisper back in scribbles, she couldn't see.

I sing in voice, she doesn't understand

And I sat next to her

Though it's a snowy track.

I close my eyes to hear her again

Winter lights melt, and she dwells apart.

And in the scent of frozen candles,

She tainted my heart.

Old Chapel and I

Celebrate her as a dying flame.

A portrait of a fallen angel, perishing in a conspiracy of faith.

I sat in dept wondering

Things we lost in the fire

Since she left, snow has been all night showers.

Until it rains, steam sways away

And I lay dripping in her flame...