Spark

Let my scars
Be your roadmap
Toward serenity
Let my horrors
Be your unlocking
Of crypts overflowing
Let my madness
Be your answer
To impossible riddles
Let my gloom
Be your spark
Of life illuminated
Let my pain
Be your pleasure
In all ways
Let my loss
Be your belonging
To a rare tribe

Vacancy

Flame formed in ice
Burning blue
Inkwell depleted
You are gone
Treading clouds
Leaving coins
And feathers
To serve as milestones

A melody made
From silence
Empty of resonance
You are gone
Swimming deserts
Leaving whispers
And shadows
To be our compasses