theartofbatsandbows

it is not worth it

July 17th, 2011 | batsandbows

wanting to hold every ocean, trying to stroke every ray of light,

the shell of your sun more fragile by every line you write, by every statement you glorify
you can not see it
blinded by all over fireflies of short flashes

her skin is tearing, blood loss and salty water spill

you reach out, to feed every firefly. oh how they sparkle!
throwing dices
in the shadows she clings to the armouring of the world
they all watch as organs fail, nails explode and joints let go

the fireflies still enchanting
your sun at her last stage

small bugs will not keep you warm, when your neglected torch has fled.

christina / theartofbatsandbows