Rites of Preservation

my nights began to clear again
searching for answers
in a future that bleeds into unreal dreams

winter is over — so why can’t I see the sun?
preservation becomes the end of the final thread of life

I am cursed to lose everything I choose to eternalize

why did you kill those children?
why did you sacrifice my wife?
why did you build that dream
just to abandon it alive?

you froze in time
and I became snow from a forgotten storm
there
are no blades left now
to defeat the monsters in your mind
everything was always about you
when will you finally look at me?

how dare you make me smaller
just to survive inside yourself
your season as a girl is over
but you refused to leave the daughter behind

you never allowed yourself
to become a mother in your own eyes

why did you kill those children?
why did you sacrifice my wife?
why did you build that dream?
what will you use to fill your emptiness now?