Coming Back to Myself

Finally

All the words you’ve given away
Each verse like a knife in the back
Your power dripping from an
Open wound

What about you?
Is there any love left
For the one who leaves her magic
With each creature she touches?

I’ve separated from myself
I’m here to put the pieces back
You’ve forgotten yourself
A ghost in the mirror

It’s time to paint with color
Flushing your cheeks with
A returned transfusion
There’s a brighter light waiting