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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Weak

Tears pushing through..
But taken in.
Senses not making through..
But blended in.
Vision getting oblique..
You think you can’t do as you seek.
Breathless..
Staring restless.
Startled by the dungeon getting darker..
Pouring all night long..
Staying awake by the dripping drops.
This shouldn’t have happened..
Instead that should have happened.
Voice dampens..
Moist feets tremble.
Walking staggered..
Dragging yourself all scattered.
A sudden catch of a glimpse..
Running closer on a whim.
There’s someone you can hold on to…
There’s someone who has come for you..
Wait … that’s just you…
Looking right back at you..

Getting weak.

Standing right there meek.

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