i see this grave place
i see this empty space
i want to begin to understand
to hold on tight to anything else
but there is nothing there
besides the wait
and the dripping of heat
as the crack grows wider
and the feeling grows
the emptiness expands
until it consumes
and undermines
hello
i see the growth
i see the destruction
raging inside me
calm, while breaking bit by bit
all i can do is wait
but it is strung so delicately
and i don't know how to wait
it might not ever come
when do i start to look
if it snaps then i am done
forever to be in this expanse
of never relenting pain
until i shrivel to the dust
hello
i see my fate
i see the false
but the pretense
and the fear
i want and i need
to just hold you in my arms
and be safe
can't stand this hurt
pretending to be okay
when all i know
is everyday
how alone
i feel
and hope not to stay
hello
i see this dream
i see my need
i see the feelings i am too afraid to speak
more than lust
or status
or anything at all
just the pulsing
and the waking
and the pull of the waves
waiting to feel anything but the way it feels right now
waiting for it to grow back into the shadows
But the waiting is never enough
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