When I Lost Myself.

You drafted my heart -
you trailed from my train
of full moons illuminating
railroad tracks where
broken souls roam
and hijack
life.

I keep crawling back
to Arcola, when these
thoughts are tucked away
in the luggage of a jet
and I force myself to
become known;
I shouldn't be a stranger
to myself.

I've learned I can't
depend on you for safety,
I hold my self-worth here,
but you care from afar
even when arms are only
honorable dreams.

I return to the memories
that still cause night tremors,
sweat-drenched forehead, feet
crumpling under the burden of
vulnerability. You saw all of me

and that, can't be unseen.

[And I, can't unsee you.]

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