shove aside anger!

never think of me as your friend again.
put down the broken clouds
under which i plunged
beneath a flood of memories.
nightmares overflow into an ocean of glass.
because you heaved a crushing blow
to my flickering heart,
i ache to remember a time when
we bitterly questioned secret, languid shadows
and devoured scary and sordid dreams together.
there is danger in letting language decay.
only fools do not watch or listen
when handed once essential visions that had once been
surrounded by roots still dangling under a sky of
ugly moments of seeping ignorance.
deathly winters are full of dreams that
drive through a haunted sea of
truly picturesque voids.
yet after we escape together (but alone),
i will never quit living my life,
lest i fall behind and think of frantically lingering by-gone embraces
and blindly stare through a piercing lullaby of bloody yesterdays.