She is Vapor

This entry I’m going to post something a little different, a poem.

Like all not-so-former goth teenagers I’ve dabbled in poetry. By no means would I call myself a poet, nor do I really have any real training, but if the emotion strikes me I’ll write something down.

This poem was based on a phrase I came across while looking through my journals, and it really caught my imagination:

She is vapor
Visible, yet intangible
She is vapor
A Spector, fog
She is vapor
Perpetually lost
She is vapor
Impermanent.