Chrysalides burst,
obsidian pinions wilt,
twilight drowns in dusk.

Gossamer light spills,
pearl-laced rivers breathe in gold,
beauty—unbridled.

Sapphire tongues unfurl,  
hummingbirds drink liquid silk,  
air sings—syrup-laced.

I wake up lost, my mind is split,
pieces gone,I can’t find it.

I don’t mean harm, but harm is done,
I speak, I act, then comes the flood.

The truth is bent, but never fake,
I don’t remember my mistakes.

Then consequences crash like waves,
I drown in all the mess I’ve made.

I lose myself, I lose control,
I never mean it, but I know.