Embers

Let the thoughts come slowly 

Ignite one simple spark 

Feel the warmth surrounding 

Enticing light from the dark

If the world is not kind today 

Slipping deeper into cold

Catch your hand in mine 

Heat can be ours to hold 

Amidst these dancing shadows 

Nervousness and doubt 

Grasp my hand and know

Embers lie waiting to lead the light out

With Only Air

Gritty little words that grate 

On prickling proud ears 

Serenade your sense of self 

Softened by steal shears 

Inflicting tiny ghastly wounds 

Paring to Compare 

I to you to find me lacking 

Nigh a slight with only air 

Grown from discontented gripe 

Nurtured by their heed 

It was only ever just 

Gossamer whispers meant to feed

Hushed feelings of distaste 

Too ingrained to need backing

Living to compare 

You to the world in fear you're lacking