Hold Them Alive

Emily Jane White

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Here lies the pain
The thorn marks on your hands, they are forever
And you hold them alive as you go through touching this life

Love winds and wanes, wrapped up in what all is forgotten
And the rememberings tell of an unsanctified spell

So how do I walk while holding
Some kind of words that morph from bereaving
Withered is the arch, the Moon hangs bleeding
I’ve lived the dark energy feeding

I can see blame placed upon a vulnerable hollow
And the sounding of bells, they ring and they quell
Love winds and wanes, wrapped up in what all is forgotten
And the rememberings tell of this irreverent spell

Circling the dawn, the wake all around you
The flora and fauna, incantations surround you
It lives in stark liminal space within you
Dispirit sparks, they stalk and they hound you