Do you feel it?
Your bones: creaking, breaking
Your knees: shaking, shattering
Your fingers: trembling, crumbling
As they crack in the dirt
Trying to dig up color
From this grey expanse of days and weeks
People call "life"
All you find is ice
Sharp and cold and most of all
Numbing
You're sure emotions still exist
Life still continues
Elsewhere, that is
Because here all the leaves have fallen,
And the branches are bare and calloused
And you
You still stand,
Your skeleton stiff
Life has long since left your limbs
No amount of coverage can keep out the cold
It eats at your patchetic bones
Now all that's left of you
Is forced smiles and emptiness and
"I'm good"
When did those become your favorite words?
When did your smiles become frantic and weighted?
YOU ARE READING
of all the stars that shine | poetry
Poetryhave you ever been heartbroken? depressed? stuck in your head? me too. here's some of what goes in my mind. take a look, maybe you can relate. a collection of poems from the past couple years. this is just my own way of journaling.
