pretense of a winter's day

we feed our demons fears and secrets
at elegant tables we eat alone
there's beauty in the way
the shadow's dance
in the firelight glow

is it time to get away ?
do we walk, run or stay ?

winter isn't kind to us when
all we want is the sky
we've gotten dirty in all the
why
are we strong enough for this love
cause we are perfect for these scars

we can't burn this pretty blue snow
it's winter in eden
let's just put on some more clothes

your heart has forsaken the ocean
and the forest
will never come to shore
in the pretense of a winter's day
we are each others
only place to go

it's time

It's time to change the pretense and let you see the color of my eyes without fear
my hands without the shake and my face without the sad, broken spin of rage
time to empty the suitcase full of letters and let their poisoned words burn
time to dance without reason to music I love while I can, while I'm still here
time to change the lights that have been blinding me for too long
time to discard the lies that created yesterday's drama covering decades of pain in layers of beige
time to come home, come clean with myself,  become comfortable in my skin that houses me and holds me together 
time to let my heart beat out loud from messy honesty and know that everything may or may not work out as planned
time to walk away from those who make me feel weak and get up off this chair 
give the blank space I stare at wordlessly a break
time to take the fake glittered stars from the pages of my paper dreams and watch the real ones do their thing
the sunshine has been trapped too long and I have worshipped darkness because it's safer
time to take down the guard rails that protect my heart and hold my mouth shut
time to take fear out of the bag and let her scream
after all what more can be broken
time to sleep the tired away, forge a new path
time to walk away from yesterday