the blue

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i ran away from the whispers in my ear.
only to have them follow me here.
i know i'm not supposed to adhere
to what helped me stay last year.

i needed to get away
from what, i don't know, but i couldn't stay.
i want to be able to mean that i'm okay.
i'm getting there, slowly, it's fading away.

my smile brightens as it comes into view.
the place where maybe, i can start new.
i know it never ends, not without you,
but this time, maybe, i can push away the blue.

- java

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