shratnum

~Two heads two hearts, no more than parts.
Even as bones we are alone
The end begins before we start.
Where speaks my heart, there stands my home
~I sit at home, often alone.
Same as it seems Ill always be
So close to last, I think Im first.
The worst, perceived and actually
~I slow my mind, dreams pass the time.
Hoping, it seems, for the happiest scene
Easing in first as flashes and bursts.
Flying or falling through fantasies
~Im trying to bend it, instead of end it
Struggling to shape it, so I can spend a second
Brighter than most, tested and tempered,
Naked or not, the Wolf and the Shepherd