Poetry From A Caged Soul

a dream with skin

how to murder someone

tell them you love them

and then

never talk to them

again

and no matter what

this mind

does to me

to keep me away

from love

my heart always

has other plans

which is how i found you

its funny

i used to envy the air

you inhaled

breathe me in instead

i saw everything

i ever wanted

when i looked at you

maybe you were just

a dream

with skin

these words i write

for you

no longer bring me

peace

i was never enough

but

i could never get enough

of you

all the things in the past

can never be

erased

and yet

we will try

so let me scrawl my words

onto the paper

they can only do so much

but maybe

it will be enough