if you remember me speaking about this i love you, and here it is! it took me months to write this, i couldn’t tell you why it just DID 😭 SAD TIMES
anyway, sometimes i get a bit sad and worried because i don’t post all of my writing but i feel like you need to see the full picture to understand it. then i remember i don’t really owe anyone anything? that sounded a bit harsh; i just mean that maybe i like having a few things close to my chest, locked on a note on my phone. maybe everyone doesn’t have to see every part of me.
song: pleaser - wallows
we grieve the loss of the sun;
vision filled with the emptiness.
a blood orange half circle dipping
below a horizon line of
golden and blue
as the sun leaves us,
yet again,
fear clouds our souls ,
as the heart of our existence
disappears into
thick blue murky depths ;
we grope in the dark for each other
and for relief
two people sit on an empty
train carriage
and avoid
eye
contact
and avoid
conversation
reality, we must face reality
in the night, as the sun departs,
the stars drag our secrets out,
display them in the inked sky
if you stare hard enough, listen long enough,
you would know the stranger on the train liked your shoes
the stranger liked the sand on your shoes too
i’ve been walking on the beach a lot,
watching the end of each day,
wondering how many times things can end and
start again.
i’ve been thinking about why every heart,
every beating and bleeding moment within me
is just perfect.
and i like the sand on my shoes,
i like the wet discomfort of when i get
it inside my shoes,
i like the gritty texture and
the little scratches it leaves behind.
i like the sand,
and i love the ocean,
and i trust them to take the sun every night
and return Her to me the next morning. /
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