Subsist

You are the flower reaching towards the sun through a crack in the pavement.
You are the wolves at midnight howling at the moon.
You are the stars, the sea, the sky.
You are grass, the forest, the wind.
You are the winter, the ice, frozen hearts shattered into sharp pieces swallowed and ripping away from the inside out.
You are the summer, the flames, eternal chaos that burns away at everything acquainted to it turning flesh to ash and fading away like ghosts.
You are the lightning illuminating the dead streets by nightfall, the rain, the car without breaks.
You are the impact, the shattered glass, the leaking gasoline.
You are the match, the ignition, a new beginning.