"don't get too close, it's dark inside."
release
glimpsing into my mind is suicide
even i know i am crazy
behind the iron bars i hide
there is no remedy for memory.
sleep is unwanted
i stay awake all night
this cell is haunted
with the ghosts of your right.
cuts on my fingers are days
lips have nothing
except memories of those days
when you were my everything.
i loved you, i swear
i went wherever you did
i never wanted to care
As much as i did.
so i had to do it
i hope you forgive me
for i love you still
but the obsession is now a dream.
you never called me yours
but you were all i could see
you were my fantasy,
my narcotic dream.
so i hope you know
you died doing what i loved
after doing nothing for me
i made you prove your love.
love, in heaven,
i hope you will be well
For i cannot be loving you
all the way from hell.
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the musings of a wallflower
Poesía"that day, he came to me and pointed at the sky, saying, 'What a beautiful, beautiful moon.' but he was all i could see" i write of infinite dreams to escape harsh reality. shortlisted for wattys 2018