Venom

in the end all tombstones becomes unmarked and fade into the grey abyss I dreamt my mouth a lair of salt and venom yet, chaos pointed the way to true serenity I,ve consumed enough shadows to appreciate light and felt the tender hand of fire once as not to destroy but to remind me it was meant to be treasured when the earth bleeds don’t forget to bring sunflowers or daffodils she always smiles in spite of pain