Broken Parts

I am part of me dreaming Incessantly feeling Escapement of silent falls Escaping my prison walls I am part of coloured skies Watching the terrified Returning to fields of woe Sleeping in fear of snow A part of the sun at night Moon of the early light Fading from demon swarms Rising for angel storms A part of my belief Torn between my own grief Hiding from broken glass Creeping from shadows past I am part of my own lie Paintings and words can’t die Immortal but too ashamed Fear forever is my name