A flight away,
oceans apart,
video calls everyday,
pumping my heart,
but
trust & issues,
are similar to tumours,
countless tissues,
shunning rumours,
however
you did not cause this pain,
i did this to myself,
the idea of you with someone else is grain,
you’re not good for my health
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 1:56 AM UTC
The boy loved the sound of rain,
it reminded him of his father,
reminding him the days of pain,
drunken slurs and loud laughter,
those nights were hard to bear,
he would hit his mom and pillows tear,
the boy would scurry under the bed to tear,
but the sound of rain would silence his fear.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 10:34 AM UTC
When the sun kissed goodbye
and welcomed us with the night,
We met again by the poolside.
It was a brief welcome,
we both seemed to have aged.
The temperature rose
our feet on charred charcoal,
we sunk our feet like anchors
into the kiddy pool.
Smoke engulfed,
not from lit cigarettes,
but our feet chilled in the lagoon.
We were like libraries you & i,
ancient with a history,
you told me stories of him
which made me bitter,
you reached your hand out,
not to caress my face,
but to splatter water.
Did the splash cover my tears?
we were both the same age,
yet you seem older.
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 5:59 AM UTC