The Masks We Wear

Wanted to be a loyal friend
Sometimes we fail to see the end
My heart, once bruised, now on the mend
The days flew by so very fast

Those dreams I entertained some nights
Of company and turned-off lights
Took mind and body to new heights
Now deeply buried in the past

The cruelest card that life has dealt
That gets me blue, makes my hopes melt
Is that despite how good they’ve felt
Of ties I make, none seem to last

I grow attached quite easily
My social sense abandons me
I’ve done some awkward things, you see
Such history is very vast

I patiently await the day
That I might hear the newsman say
“Hell’s frozen over, let us pray”
That from me, this curse I may cast

Firefly

I burned every memory that we’d ever made
The corners were charring as it all began to fade
Flame consumed it bit by bit, slowly getting rid of all of it
From the ashes rose a rain of red embers drifting ‘round
An armada of tiny phoenixes from the blackened mound
Those fireflies with twilight eyes took with them all the ties that night
Floating away through plumes of gray, a cloak worn on the summer sky
And smells of the smoke seemed to soak my clothes like dye,
But that’s okay, somehow now it all feels right