Knawing at my empty stomach
Can’t sleep
Like an animal trying to swim through oil
I struggle to move past these emotions
But this ache comes with those dead-end
Want to end
Fantasies
That haven’t ended
The slow sticky oil surrounds my soul as it takes its toll
Like rain dripping in from a leaking roof
Filling a bucket
You leak into me
Filling my head and drenching my heart
When I close my eyes I feel your breath
I feel your hand behind my head
Your other hand on my chest
My heart beats faster now
So I open my eyes to realize
Reality
STOP!
The bucket spills and makes a mess
As all these emotions pour out as I shout
I punch nothing wanting to feel nothing
About you
Empty out of me or come back to me
Just please don’t leave and I’ll let go
(I know)
It doesn’t work that way
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