My Prison

I will a veil of gray
to hide the prying blue.
I will the sky
to split in two.
I will cold rain
to come through.
I will the drops
to land on my window.
I will the diamonds
to stumble down.
I will the larger
to grow and grow.
I will the smaller
to know.
I watch the race
as it comes to a close,
from my desired prison
entwined with red rose.
I will the smallest tear
to be carried away by the wind.
It held my dreams-
What a sad end.
I will the rain
to turn to snow.
I will the flakes
to cover all I know.
I will the white
to touch me,
but it cannot,
for my window is forever closed.
I watch
from my desired prison
entwined with red rose.
I will the snow
to turn to fire.
I will it
to never tire.
I watch
from my desired prison
entwined with red rose,
as all but my prison
goes up in flame.
I will my prison
to be devoured.
I will the red roses
to be burned flower.
I will
to be encompased by fire.
I will my last desire.
I will myself
to be free.

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