I am.

I saw you.

I saw you
and it hurt as much as ever.
I am fire, I am bitterness-
an open wound that’s bathed in salt.
I am jealousy, I am anger-
a starving shark consumed by hunger.

I saw you.

I saw you
and I lost my will to breathe.
I am sorrow, I am misery-
a heart no longer fit to beat.
I am memory, I am nothing-
a child’s lost, tattered, broken toy.

I saw you.

I saw you
and I finally saw the truth.
I am victory, I am strength-
a knight with nothing left to lose.
I am defiance, I am protest-
a phoenix rising from the ashes.

I saw you.

I saw you
And now I know what I must do.
I am ice, I am solitude-
I need no comfort in this world.
I am mountain, I am ocean-
no mortal being conquers me.

The Final Flight - The Revision

She is a deceitful one,
with eyes full of lies
and she is searching, always searching
for an unsuspecting prize.
She goes about it like a villain,
slowly stalks from room to room,
her footsteps quiet, whispered threats,
beneath a glowing blood-red moon.
The cries of loved ones are no matter
she’ll come for them, too, someday soon.
Never quite content to care,
she is a harbinger of doom.

She comes for you like winter-
quiet, all consuming, cold.
Her frost will stifle every heartbeat,
turn precious diamonds back to coal.
Her wings a contradiction-
tattered, black and torn to shreds,
yet still she flies in dead of night
amidst the swaying of the dead.