Retrieved

Lifelessly she gazed up at the acoustic ceiling
As morose notes crept into the cramped room
Each note beckoning her deeper into the cold uncharted waters of the sirens song
While cavernous eyes gaped at her fragmented soul

She could feel the gaze burn holes into the grey matter set in her skull
She came to realize she had felt this skin prickling sensation before
Which only happened when darkness slipped through the cracks of the tear stained floor.
There was no knock or a ring of a bell

This uninvited guest cleaved to its host
Embracing her in the trap of its bosom  
Filling the mind with virulent deceit
Blinding her from the veritable reality

Through the veil she could hear a remnant of her past self
Exclaiming to her to slither from the iron clad grasp
Allow the dead scales and old skin of fear, regret, and rejection to fall away at last
Don’t allow the darkness to extinguish your flame

Or take away the skies of orange sorbet
Along with honey and strawberry kissed leaves that twirl and sway
With a hum of the nipping crisp air on a winters day
Whereas the breath of spring blooms reserving a garden for your extended stay