Forlorn Embers and Black Reigns

Description

Today I remembered what comes after. I remembered my lost embers…

Novembers, Decembers. When most prepared for the cold, it was already around me.

And when most prepared for the warmth, I was stuck chasing it. Mourning. 

I wasn’t home, I wasn’t present then and there.

when I visit those old places, I step gentler on our roots..

we had so much more to speak about. But I was a child for the longest time. I know you would say that isn’t such a bad thing. It passed.

A sea of darkness followed it. That will pass too. 

I am the son of the whitest flower and the blackest leaves. I am the abandoned home searching for its lost keys. I allow the light you left inside of me to burn free. And I thank you.

Cautions & Warnings

For external use only

Avoid contact with eyes

Keep out of reach of children

Store in a cool, dry place