Paperweight

all her hurts are wrapped in a blackbirds song
her sweetness squeezed like crumpled clothes
a second hand want, her cup empty
never was half full
she's a dissolving sugar water
every righteous thing she ever was burned away
a paperweight
midair leaves nothing
words of all her loved
gone scars explained  
music box died
breath is left
strength inside
sidestepping pain
postponing life that drips like
a numbing imaginary IV
called a pulse this song of a dance
she has a mind that don't quit
extensions in print
technicolor memory
once loves won't be returning 
they think she's a shadow but she's a
burning white light
they can't even see her
she's gathered every stone they ever threw
at her but she's not gathering hate
she's collecting stars 

 Keep doing what you love no matter what. Don't quit.