Somewhere in the dark
my muse
like a scarlet smile
is a noose

a dying kiss
and a final forgotten bliss

There is a raven in my heart
born to spread its wings
and destined to tear me apart

Swirling colors in chalky puddles
running in the rain

remembering a pain I never knew

Stripes within and unseen
crawl just under the skin
with claws to rip and a needle to mend

I fall

And yet this belief is transcendent
if pain remains transfixed
I can find I am strong enough
to open up again

and let you fly back in