i said i would start posting properly again ! i love my blog so much guys, it’s great !
this is a lovely one and took some considerable time to write. credit goes to the leaves on the pavement that i stare at while walking to school after i get off the bus, they inspired this. song: healing hurts - amber mark
summer to autumn
is when the sun falls from the sky,
drips golden,
honey onto the leaves;
the pretty orange
leaves that frame
the outskirts of my hazy vision.
the transition back to myself,
is when i cut my hair to find
salvation and smile more,
it’s when i only touch
what i love
and write every word that
graces my heart.
the transition back to myself
is messages piled up
and music serenading me
to sleep.
the transition back to myself
is honey-sweet
and bitter like the sting of a
bee.
it’s painful
and i haven’t worn these clothes in a while.
they fit differently and it’s takes me
a second to realise
they’re finally comfortable,
and maybe i’m where i need to be.
to transition back to myself,
i sleep in a cold room
and whisper to myself
under the sheets
; i speak to the stars
and when they tell me
they know my secrets,
i smile through tears.
to be Known like
the night sky Knows me
hurts in all
its intimate majesty,
but it hums me to sleep all the same.
the stars know every ridge
and bump on my body,
they know every
hitch in my breath
and every parting of my lips,
they know every gap in my memory
and every fond laugh
lodged in the back of my mind.
the stars are closer to me in
autumn,
they hang low and close to me,
orbiting the curve of my hips
and laughing at every joke i tell.
the stars are closer to me in autumn,
and they hold my hands
as i emerge from the chrysalis
(i have lost count of which
metamorphosis this is)
and they will help me build a new one.
the stars are closer to me in autumn,
they sing to me
and remind me why i’m here.
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