Sleep My Love: Poetry

Weakness (10/30/13)

I'm holding onto the fear

of falling ill.

what does it mean to be ill?

to be ill is to be in love.

I'm clinging onto this fear

I want to fill.

what do I mean I want to fill?

when I say fill, I mean shove

all the tears and blood

I cried and bled back into

my eyes and wounds.

love is weakness

and never again will I be weak.

it's gotten me in trouble

and it's nearly killed me.

I won't die,

as long as I fill this fear

of falling ill.