Our skin has been shed
outside renewed
this is how it accumulates
like dust on books
inside all the days
and years spread
and every time we scream
it’s wasted breath
because in our voice
our sadness can’t be contained
It simply runs wild
Within our veins
too powerful for outside
Much too strong for us inside
The tears are never enough
for the accidental goodbyes
the shock & horror
always there, always filling lungs with empty
This is how it accumulates
Till we’re undone
one with the dirt
no more synapses producing hurt
emptiness
Infestation
My body is a casket
for breath
Another breath in
And out
Emptiness encroaching
Like cockroaches
Always surviving
through the momentary fulfillment
meant to demolish
sadness
My body a casket
awaiting death.
Rain
My emptiness is full tonight
As the sun sets just out of sight
I picture you coming home
But it’s too late
No time for goodbyes
Gone in the blink of an eye
And the sky doesn’t care
Cause the clouds aren’t here
Raining like it ought to be
Heavy breath full of empty
It’s hard to breathe
When you can see
The world is continuing
Without you
And my world is nothing
Cause it revolved around you
I want the rain
Raining over me
Dilute these tears
Before I disintegrate
I want the rain
Let it rain over me
It’s not raining like it ought to be
Empty
I do better when it’s raining. When there is no contrast between what’s inside and whats outside. When the sun doesn’t cast such obvious shadow through the veils against the window. When the silence is filled with that white noise of rain pattering on the window like a friend knocking to check you’re still breathing. But today the sun is bright, and there is a ‘peaceful’ stillness to the day. A peace I can’t reconcile.
The sun reminds me I’m empty.
I turn my back to it and hate it for the heat upon my back. Nauseating.
It was better when the world was shadowed in winters black.
Dead end
The lights keep me company
Reminding me of eternal darkness
Inside
Indicating to turn left
A dead end street
Those minor notes
Ring in harmony
With the static, on my mind
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