Flecks

There's blood been spilt in this hole you left

Your veins run dry with emptiness

This worn out shell has cost you dear

Whilst your bones, they ache and shake with fear

These salt ashes surround my feet

Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep

In flecks you fall and lose your flare

In flames you fall, don't softly care

In the dark you rest and hold your tongue

Dressed in ivy, not too young

In awe, you thaw, but not remain

Your skin clings tight to your narrow frame

But in flecks, but in flecks

In flecks you rise and fall in fear

Whilst poisoned thoughts collect too near

Your faith restored, you lost in vain

Whilst the lonely souls collect in pain

Your echoes are born in a static air

And silence suggests you've lost your care

These blinding lights emit your sight

Whilst burning hopes bind you tight

In the dark you rest and hold your tongue

Dressed in ivy, not too young

In awe, you thaw, but not remain

Your skin clings tight to your narrow frame

But in flecks, but in flecks