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We were always on a dark run
At night
Couldn’t see where we were going
That night

I held onto your arm
To feel close to your skin
It was never enough
Because you weren’t within

You weren’t there
You weren’t there

I held on and on and on
Just to find that you were gone

I was scared
I was scared

I held on and on and on
And you thought I wasn’t the one


In the snap of a camera lens
I see where we are and where we’ve been
No more running at night
More sense of the light

It’s looking really good right now
I hope I don’t find out

That I’m dreaming
Or you’re making a fool of me
I’m so confident that
You’d never do that to me

I’ve got no worry
Except the ones
In the back of my mind
But they’re not at all
Anything to pay my time

I am yours
And now you’re mine
I am safe
Holding onto your arm
Feeling alright
Goodbye to the **** that I felt
When I wasn’t enough
Goodbye to the things that we did
When our love was rough

It’s never over
How will you know
what I feel for you,
for you have no access to my heart?
How will you know
when my heart breaks,
for it will not make any sound?
How will you hear
if my heart calls out your name,
for the voice of my heart is silent?
How will you know
that I am gone,
for you have no access to my home?
How will you answer me
if I don't ask?
How will you meet me
if I die?
I don't even know who
you are, yet.

But I need you
here
to bring light back
into this technicolor starvation.

Like a devil, she is everywhere
inside my marrow.
Like an angel, she blinds
inside my mind.

What do I even make of this?

Hold me together.
I'll break you apart.

Let me pick up
your pieces
put them together
reform
mi muñeca.
do you ever wish
you could take a hiatus
from life

not suicide
not disappearing

just invisible, obversing
fulfilling the curiosity
Of what it'd be like in your circles without you

Maybe it'd be selfish
but when you're just so tired
a tired that sleep cannot fix
you just wish you were something else

But you can't be
and you can't be nothing either

at the very least
a memory~
getting worse
Unless you are lost,
Nothing can happen.

Unless you vanish,
Nothing can exist.
This life, this death
Was it all controlled?
This world, this ruin
Was it made with certainty?
This mind, this fight
Was it all because of worship?
This city, this blight
Was it designed for love or hate?
This sight, this light
Was it enough to satisfy?
This future, this fight
Was it yours or mine?
soul feels like
a pull,
a call,
an ache,
a hand
reaching out beyond
our eyes
soul is the
real heartbreak
soul knows what it wants
love, the purest form
the one without words
a love without struggle
my soul reaches for something
but what?
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