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Linnea Feb 2018
Today is one of those days
Where my insecurities pile up
Like fallen wilted leaves.
It happens seamlessly, silently
But right before my eyes
Like the change of seasons
Outside the window.
Why must loneliness embrace me
Like whirling autumn winds?
And why does darkness come
To tear my sutured wounds apart?
Heal me, colours, songs and light
So I'll be ready to carry on
Through the frostbitten night.
Linnea Feb 2018
The morning light revealed your shadows
every speckle and every tarnish
how immaculate your inperfections were;
I adored every single one of them

You left that morning to never return
I thought I would implode and drown
so every day I waited for a miracle
but you were as elusive as God himself.

Still, I remember that cold winter night,
when moonlight drew falling stars in your eye
your heart's desires bloomed just for me,
and how the blush of your lips kissed my cheek.

but here I lie, awake in darkness
without my lover and only tears as company
I wish we could turn back time to that night,
but only in my dreams could our love last forever.

— The End —