(this is a part of an ongoing project, inspired by the dementia of my grandma)
Where were you, when I turned to stone?
when I froze, white and empty to the bone
No angel led me on my path to the throne
Now I’m queen of pain, so leave me alone
Where were you, when I burned to ash?
I couldn’t stop, bleeding out in a flash
An angel led me to my bed in the trash
I called it home, my never healing gash
Where were you when I changed my hiccuping heart?
scavenging for happy memories, tearing time apart
A word led my blackened wings to an unwanted start
And the angel turned his back, fearing this part
Where were you, when I had nowhere to turn?
when I survived those I trusted, happy to burn
to light the way into the blue, dashed and stern
how to drown in midnights, I’m about to learn