Last night I cried because of you
Because of me
Because of us
This is one of the few poems I don't want to show you
A poem I wrote while pain consumed me,
All the longing and sadness I've been holding
Storing inside
Became the gasoline
Poured through my eyes
These flammable tears became
A raging fire so intense
It burned all butterflies you gave me
Turned me inside out in blackened walls
And ashen skin
This painful path of lines
Of distance and time
The ones you feared so much
Are the ones stopping me
From sleeping;
Anxiety is ocean water in my lungs
And now I'm drowning
From this numbed storm in my heart
[Maybe Alice can teach me
How to navigate in tears]
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Poetry"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
