And you couldn't even say goodbye?

Mom, I think I broke myself

Every thing is still and cold

believe whatever you want to believe,
but as for me, I believe that love wins.
Always.

one day I'll be the right person at the right time.

Imagine your eyes speaking.
Are you one of those blind followers?
One of those who just let their eyes see good to feel good? Avoiding injustice, poverty, sadness, racism. Imagine what your eyes would tell you.

We are lost humans, with lost  minds, lost souls, lost hearts. We are the generation lost. Lost in anyway. Lost in the world, with perfectly running brains we don't use. Lost love, lost lovers.The product: lost children.

You breathe my name into
your chest, letting me settle
like dust into your bones.

Tethering me to this moment,
eyes fierce, burning as vibrant
as tiger lilies in a vengeful sun.

Your fingers burning holes in
our sheets, leaving remnants
of their disgust in my scars.

Even to this day I cannot stay
up for the sunrise, I find your
taste infused on my tongue.

And I'm still left to wonder if it
was Lucifer I saw in your eyes
or the gods that condemned me.

Do you know
what it means
to lose heart
when you
have
so
much
of it?
You’re loving
faster than
you’re losing
love,
and
some nights
even breathing
becomes unbearable.