Leave the wastes where they belong:
in the stores...
Separation is
the only way we prevail...
Remember when you
do crash, don’t pick at your wounds...
Why bother speaking
when you question all I've said...
Piled high the boxes reach
to brush against the ceiling...
You fall and embrace me
with shades full of dark...
....and I was wrong.
this pocket feels heavy...
i loved you once –
and in love, the heart is in a tizzy...
The shattering
continued today...
Last night, I had a dream
that she was dying...
You dont read me because you forgot
what its like to walk in my memories...
I couldn't handle it this morning.
Correction - I couldn't handle her...