sadness, a lot of it.
I ripped apart the veil of happiness,
Mirth’s a mirage in this loveless land.
Leaked out my favourite songs, my fancy words
Leaked out vitality
Leaked out what made me me.
Then looked for me in mirrors and photographs and lost
people and changing seasons.
Liquid sorrow creeps in at the worst times.
Please give me a flame,
I need to unfreeze myself!
There’s a catatonic state in my mind.
But no words cut through this catastrophic silence.
I try to draw one string but all I can hold is a tangled
mass of yarn.
Pricking myself with the needle, if only to feel something
Wishing for somebody to pull me through this gray haze
Help me, I scream,
But it ricochets off your walls.
So I stand alone, always alone,
Full of false insights.
Full of belief that you hate me now
Glancing at the door, waiting for you to go—
Silently dreading—
I’m so full of this silence.
But I will translate your quiet to mean something scathing
and never look at you again.
But hey, could you love me, please?
I know I’m infinitely tiresome.
This is not even new anymore, but every infestation feels
like the first time.
Oh, please go stay go.
I’ll be holding on to the ashes of my burnt bridges and
ageless afflictions.
But you need someone better.
So please, just go.
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