Fliquoring

There’s no home to go to-
I’ve burnt it down for you…
My illusions stand truthful,
telling me that I was a fool.

By the remnant of our window
which served me as gate to limbo;
one shard to send me down below,
deeper than the roots which will no longer…
grow!

Dreaming that one day I’ll follow
underneath unearthed shadows
made from the ashes of a dying world…

One dimming light;
unified!
From every star to shine-
one corner in my mind…
glows.