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I remembered the words when you turned and asked me what they were,
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You are a reminder that we are still living.
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Tired eyes stare back at the wall.
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Once, I remember being young. I remember the patter
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I hold in my hand life and death.
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These thin words are what is left -
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Let you remind me who I am.
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I feel your hand move over my shoulder as you surround me.
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The air told me you were going to jump.
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Sometimes love is not enough.
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Show me this black and white.
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There is a girl, asleep in bed
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The stars are here to say goodnight, be gone, and
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I speak to your pictures that line the poetry
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I don't want to let you slip out of these flimsy hands
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I flew. I went higher and higher and
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I would breathe into the wires and hoped you could decipher
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A black hole in a white sky;
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She was the colour of the sky. I felt her touch
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I remember it being so black thatI could dance with stars
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Along the edge of the lake where I lost my sanity,
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I know what it feels like to fall into a slumber
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You brought down the sun to us, trying to make up for your smile
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I hide myself in front of the porcelain
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You are a volcano. You explode,
by Viva La Vie Boheme
18 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 7 11:46 AM 2009. In Personal, Pain, Sad, Spiritual, Dark, Life, Anorexia, Bulimia, Self-harm, Depression
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When the sun sets we will have had another year without you. It will show salmon and lilac and navy and silver,
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The metal comes alive with the light dancing around its edges,
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By the morning there's nothing left.
It's your favourite time of day,
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The same sun sets without your smile
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