Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the winds blow
To create a hollow row
We will act as a crater
And furnish the catastrophic slayer

vermillion

Theres is a time where we
cannot lose anything anymore.
You leave this world as you enter it
without possesions or company.

my father said that
he was fifty nine then.
yet even the maple tree
had not lost a single leaf.
I wonder if that time
is here for me now.

yet not a single
leaf was vermillion.
He was fifty nine
when he said that.

No matter what we lose
all lost things
become the same.
There is a time when we
cannot lose anything anymore.
I wonder if that time
is here for me now.

I thought he would live forever
My mother his perfect companion.
Not knowing how fragile
are the roots of life.

There is time where we
cannot lose anything anymore.
outside the maple tree is bare
its leaves now a vermillion carpet

Do you hear me
I sit in my room
Screaming and yelling lord
Do you hear me
Are you here with me
I'm on my knees begging and pleading
Lord tell me you hear me
Give me a sign a message
Let me know you hear me
I walk down the street
Yelling at the sky "do you hear me "
Throwing my hands up
Whispering
Why me
I thought you were here with me

Someone once asked me to write a poem
just for them,
And I smiled sadly, and asked for heart break.

Beneath the moonlight,
gently my pain
I detach
putting it in the dark sky
spreading it throughout
replacing the stars,
one by one
until my pain
is the only thing that shines
and the shimmers tickle
my weary eyes.

So then in relief, sighs
My pain has become my starlight
and the shooting star
of other's grieving heart.

-**qyf