Faded wallpaper
the floors are squeaking...
floating through an orchestral valley-
the sun glances over the shoulders...
Don't make promises you
can't keep, because...
i write this,
not because you need to read it...
I fear the dark
every time I'm locked within your box...
Mirror, mirror on the wall
was I always meant to fall...
When sadness knocks
I don't want to talk...
By forgetting the billions of stars
across the sky...
I
Am really glad you decided to leave and don’t...
Quietly, she cries.
Under the streetlamp spotlight...
I spent each waking moment building something I...
but when I finished I could see that what I built...
This grief is told of yonder meadows green
how far - as they appear from crater deep...