Of moons that melt and cakes that crumble

A layer of raspberry sauce
Slid across the icy white frosting.
Tonight was a special night,
A rare instance in the crust of time
And the baker's hands deftly crafted
An artful, mouth-watering delicacy,
Larger than the usual dessert,
A second celebration with a dash
Of blueberry burst in every slice.
And the icy white cake crumbled
Through the night till the diamond
Was presented, eyes watching,
Loving sighs echoing, wishing for magic,
Wishing for life among the beautiful blackness
Scattered among the velvety glitter
Of stars that speckled his suit.
We watched the ring melt
Into a grin on the face
Of a blushing bride as she danced
The full circle of a waltz
Dressed all in freckled white
They both cherished the night
With the moon so close,
Twice as round
Cloaked in a shadowy embrace
Of the world which held it's breath
And jotted down a note for history
Capturing a picture for memory
Already missing the taste
Of a cake long gone.

Hope

Hope spoke to me
In a melody that I'd forgotten
Long ago.
She smiled and said,
"Just as you have
Clambered from the abyss
While it dragged you down
With a soul crushing force,
So will your wings
Erupt from the cage
That is your body,
To help you on a journey
To your dreams."
"But what of the pain?" I cried,
"Will it ever subside?"
She reached down
And plucked the heavy brick
That constricted my breathing
And weighed on my bleeding heart.
I breathed a sigh of relief
But gasped in horror
When a new brick
Started budding in its place
Along with oozing thorns of terror.
Hope bent to whisper in my ear,
Her warm breath washing over me
Causing the tree of nightmares
To pause for a moment
And wonder at her words,
"Pain and fear are immortal,
Just like me."

I Wait

They tell me my words were good.

They whisper “Where are you now?

You are not who you used to be

You are not right

You are not...”

I am me.

I am where I was meant to be.

This path was one I chose to walk on

And I shan't regret not following the herd

They tell me I'm strange

And wrong

And ask me to fight.

They tell me to hold my head high

To smile and accept all fury

To suck in my belly and hold the noose tight

Be right

Be right

I am not right.

I am anything but straight neat and sheer perfection

I am anything but confidence and strict beliefs

I am anything but the box they're trying to fit me in

They frown

They walk away

Anger. Fury. How dare she give up?

How dare she not try,

They whisper in menace

And I merely look up to say

It's not the right time

As the world explodes around me

In a spray of blood, sweat and agony

I wait

I wait for the tide to calm

For a breath of fresh air

I wait

I wait for my muse

As she takes my hand

And gently shows me the yellow path

That is when I wake up

That is when I let the anger loose

That is when I let my heart explode

Leaving tears and gasps in my wake

Fragments of my soul touching theirs

Stirring the still, calming the panicked

As I lie still in the dust

Finally smiling.