i know
there’s
a fire
inside
wanting so badly
to burn
but the desire
is placed
somewhere between
my sighs
and my
self-protective lies
keeping very little
in my heart
or my eyes

vacancy signs
constantly flashing
at
the rundown motel
i call
my mind
grasping so tightly
and hoping to find
someone
or
something
that will make me feel
alive
without
keeping me
confined

let’s hold hands
sometimes
and explore the world
and each other
and ourselves
and our lives
and what they could be
while we learn
as much as we can
and we find a place
that feels like home
instead of just
existing
before we let
our worlds end