my eyes are sleepy,
everything's changing
it always feels creepy,
you tell me you're
gonna sleep, goodnight.
you give me hope
for a future love?
I never understood that part.
I'm tryna be flexible,
cause your love was finely acceptable.my eyes shut down,
always holding your bed pillows,
your touch was beautifully unpredictable.I needed you next to me,
thinking id sleep with new ambitions,
I needed you next to me,
holding my hand,
thinking of making new decisions.I don't know what
I'm doing with myself,
walking the edge
with no one to save me
I know you cared to keep me.there's my hand lost in the weather,
why can't you pull me back or fold me?
there into your peaceful arms.
I've been standing here for days,
my mind will stop
thoughts when
somewhere near appears your face.
I thought you told me with you,
I can fight and I am brave,
I'm so lost, I can imagine your hand,
But I now hesitate.slowly you've been pulling my roots,
my depth hidden against your foot,
would anyone know?
that I've been missing the light,
I need heaven's door.
my books empty papers,
let's write something new,
were they say the stories,
Are always true.Everything changes in the light.
-ClaryElvis
YOU ARE READING
the nowhere of believers.
PoetryThis book speaks to people who suffered from the lovely little things, The little things that may slowly destroy us, wether it's before, now, or after. And keep us numb, instead of ignoring all the strength we could have inside. to people w...