I fell

The flowers wrap around my body





Teetering on the edge of death

I’m in a world forgotten by most

I met the mother of many,

She taught me and I spoke.





She fell

The glow of my mistake shook me.





Cold bit my nose and finger tips

I was no longer alone with my thoughts

And my thoughts’ thoughts.

Brothers of bone eased my fears.





Snow fell

But I found warmth in my new friends





Spicy, startling, creeping fate,

In serenity and solitude she found me,

The warrior destined to save them

Like a fish out of water, I ran.





Drops fell

Off my brow and out of my hand.





Two pairs of hands reach out for me now,

They were opposites in almost every way,

One flesh, meek, and seemed to be helping,

One metal, flashy, and more interested in performing.





Parts fell

But she could put him back together.





Souls collected, I am the last one,

Please don’t make me do this!

My hands shook as the knife carved like magic,

I was filled with uncertainty





He fell

But not a soul went to waste





The flowers wrapped around their bodies

A transformation of a child’s dream strung me in place

My new friends were lost, now found,

Love and grief filled the holes





It fell.

After not seeing the sun the horizon inspired joy.





But,

The flowers stacked inside their body

They fell.





Unfair, the sacrifice did not save them,

But I can save them. Now or however many more times,

I’m not the angel, they’re not the demon,

We’re kids with horror in common.



I fell.





I fell.





I fell.





I fell.





What were those feelings again?





I fell.





I fell.





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I fell.

The flowers wrap around my body.





Teetering on the edge of death,

I might have felt more dead than alive.

But I must do it.

I must allow myself to be saved.