I substitute you for sleep
trying to escape the emptiness
laying next to me
but even in my dreams,
it's only you that I can see
the missing you claws at my ribs
and lives in my throat.
I can't speak
I think the stars are tired of falling for me.
The sun worn out,
trying to get me to breathe.
If I'm honest,
I will never love anyone the way that I love you.
I will sleep with the loneliness and catch every star with your name,
until you're ready to do the same.
-GEMMA TROY-
YOU ARE READING
delirium
Poetry[POETRY - lower case intended] ephemeral emotions swirling in form of delicate words.
