• The smell of candle smoke
    Mixed in with the scent of silver rain
    My curtains billowed in
    Riding on the sharp cool breeze
    Casting my room in an eerie blue

    My blanket my only protection
    My pillows my only comport
    In this familiar nightmare
    In this thin layer of reality
    Between me and the blue prism dreams

    The breeze stroked my face
    With its frozen finger tips
    Whispering soft cool smelling words
    But it’s no use
    The memories come flooding in
    From my open window

    So cold, I curl into a ball
    My curtains settled back
    Against the damp window panes
    Rain still breathed softly in the haze
    Outside just out of reach

    My body tried to self destruct
    Feeling as if my insides were filled with glass
    If I screamed there would be no sound
    If I screamed no one would come
    I think this happened once before
    In a far off memory

    Something warm against my frozen cheek
    I thought it was you
    In the midst of my pain
    Come to rescue me from my fears
    So, so very warm
    I opened my eyes in the eerie blue
    To find it was only a tear