#slimecandy

The blizzard around me strikes like sharp emotional pangs, echoing through my hollowed chest.

It reminds me that I'm meant to be alone- meant to be an isolated soul, sealed and bound to this mountain.

I can escape

Every time I strain from these chains they tighten around my throat, sealing my fate.

The ghost of me wavers in ruined arches, my heart flickering within webbed fractures

I scream — but it becomes lost in the echoes of the storm.

Yet somewhere beyond the frost, beyond the doors, I still listen —

for footsteps soft enough to walk me out of this cathedral

For this is my High Heresy,

without it I may never truly be myself

I peel away the names they carved into me,

shed the shapes they forced me to hold,

and arise —

In a maze of mirrors I whisper forbidden truths,

casting off every shadow bounded.

I step into my own shadow

and crown it sacred.

My crime was yearning to live-

my salvation is finally choosing to.

Let them call it blasphemy,

a star reborn in the ruins of the glass.

My heart was blighted by thoughts of you.

I knew your game from the very beginning, yet fell into your gravity,

seeking solace from my own orbit.

Our fate was eclipsed the moment we laid hands on each other,

destined for both light and ruin.

Celestial bodies crumbled beneath every touch,

until even the stars learned our breaking.

The fragments remained,

earning how to exist in the space between.