Month: December 2017
dying inside
tight chest
unable to breathe in new air
limp and scared
of what comes next
light turning to darkness
wind blowing
dirt throwing
buried in the ground
hands cold
eyes closed
this is what death looks like
the last chapter of the relationship
it didn’t end the way most things do
there wasn’t words
or screams to look back on
it wasn’t long or dragged out
it didn’t cut like the
knives i used to drag
across my skin
it wasn’t crippling
it wasn’t anything
it was absolute and final
silent and haunting
it crept back in voided spaces
loud voices in quiet rooms
the silence louder than breaking plates
it was more lonely
then the loneliness
i felt with you
it might be over soon
water seeping
through pinholes
to the sound of
your breaking heart
against the window
sunlight rising
between cracks
birds singing
“it’s a trap”
can you hear them singing?
ashes
you run your hands through my hair
to keep me close
you whisper in my ear
making me smile all alone
you call me your sad girl
with pretty eyes that drown
you
you trace my skin
scorching me to
remind me I’m yours
but were you ever really mine?
it hurts less
my arms are
reaching,
grasping ,
pulling,
The wind is
blowing,
knocking ,
pushing,
my legs are
failing,
crawling,
stretching,
my mouth forms the
pleas
the wind drowns me out
i try ,
try ,
try
but im already under
let go,
give in,
close eyes
It’s the only way i know