i heard the clang, the shut of the door
as your footsteps faded in the night
i held the warmth of your last embrace
i kissed the fingers you've kissed before
cold feet against the floor of a lost dream
i miss catching a glimpse of your sleeping form
for you don't sleep here anymore
in the darkness my eyes are wide open
i cannot fall without your whispered goodnight
without the arms that held me when I cried
should that spark of love flicker and die
you told me I would see you again
you promised to heal if there were cuts to mend
the silence in this house gives way to screams
do you see the same empty memories
It will get better. Take deep breaths. I'm here. I believe in you. Eat and stay hydrated! Love youuuuu!
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lovely | poetry
PoetrySometimes my voice dies in my throat, buries itself beneath waves of crippling suffocation, burns itself out as cold hands tear at my laced skin. I have smiled while my eyes have cried and pleaded, my wrists numb, my lips wobbling and blue, and star...
