mess

i want to feel on fire
for colour to lick me over,
a tongue of of pain
to demonstrate its love

and it seems now that i tire
from the ones that need another
perfect day
to commemorate their thoughts.

so Sarah turns and says that she
is fading into light.
says "im sorry but ill have to go alone."
i wish that i could join her
to fade right out of sight

but it seems i have to live this life i own.

theres a gap between the floorboards
where my secrets are decaying
like the days that roll around under my feet