Don’t hold my arms back from my side as I am no longer part of the self that is meant to belong to me. Possession of I is lost to the pills rattling inside the static white noise thoughts that speak with the force of a thousand tears of blue, cascading through us both and the place where we once tried to rest.
Cup your hands to your ear and see if you hear what I can only
see, as now they are only for me and no longer your words.
Kiss the scars you left on my skin, only if you love the reasons
you left them there, and never again shall you wake to my smile greeting you into a new day or have the chance to walk beside my shadow that exists again without my body or who I once was, just for you.
Cup your hands to your ear and see if you hear what I can only
see, as now they are only for me and no longer your words.
Kiss the scars you left on my skin, only if you love the reasons
you left them there, and never again shall you wake to my smile greeting you into a new day or have the chance to walk beside my shadow that exists again without my body or who I once was, just for you.