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dark brown eyes and paper skin

I feel like i'm caving in

moons and stars and my love

how am I to get above?

I see boys with curly hair

flitting flitting everywhere

I feel I am slipping back

into a dreaded blood-filled track

stars and moons and impossible dreams

crushed inside my lungs are screams

my blood flows out of me

I can neither stop nor see

all I find are dark brown eyes

of whom i love and despise

i realize that i'll never leave you

when we leave and part our ways

my mind is in a haze

there will always be a part of me that i wish i hadn't set free

i will try to puzzle out

what this is all about

i will never truly leave

even when my mind's a sieve

i will try to puzzle out

what i should have done about

who i was and what i did

why i had run and hid

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