Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016]
~Nostalgia~
It's delicate, but potent.
The pain from an old wound.
A twinge in your heart..
Far more powerful than memory alone
A feeling of a place
Where we...
Ache
To
Go
Again.
-My thoughts. My word...
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a slight sleek of hazy light slants from under the door onto the grey marble tiles onto the way too cold floor
i hear the rush of tap water drownin' your meek profile while the voids 'n' vacancies throw my soul into exile
kissin' the compliant silence i lay down on chilled marble this vague slant of hazy light is remindin' me of our garble
how you poured neon stars in the nitid glass of my eyes were you drunk that night? or was it wine on the skies?
you tell me it was an illusion dream of a dream of a dream so where do i find you now? in a seam of a seam of a seam?
this patchwork is threaded oh your string is a lost cause i hear the water rushing down but my soul is on the pause
the marble in the bathroom is it cold like one under me? does it ring with my sobs? with my screams 'n' my plea?
give me atleast the silhoeutte of the person you used to be or take away this slant of light that constantly forces me to see
this is modus operandi for you to close the blinds of my brain to trap me in voids 'n' vacancies to leave me in agony, in pain
but what if i start loving it all this calendar without dates? and what if i turn this around? this cruel game of twisted fates
what if i become you at last? oh will you lie down here too? so that slight sleek of hazy light slowly cuts your soul into two?
Author's Note
Listening to 'The Way I See Things' by Lil Peep. This poem is strange. I'm not happy with it but I'm just putting it out here because I don't have the energy to tamper with it. It's way past dawn and I've got only 3 hours to sleep. Please let me know what you think of it. Thanks! ❤
