Winter Flowers

i pick you up
this day returns to overwinter the decay
you still embrace
the last remaining memory of feeling dead

no lies within
established value for the one heretic breath
the emptiness
fulfill the time and use the guides to disagree
to build the new another space

i walk alone
till you are there the part of me and i obey to be inside
all memories
break through to make a new delay, to get me down
but i'm still creeping on a ledge

freeing of me to get awake
feeling by degrees to loose the space
see me going under to get all the sense
falling down to lose my self