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ghost girl Oct 2016
a dance of sorts,
caught in a driftless sea.
fragments of memories
and the people
we used to be.
ghost girl Oct 2016
all those little things
I believed to be fate
turn out to be
simple
coincidence.
ghost girl Oct 2016
if  
this  
is
all   we   ever   get
I   want
*o u t .
ghost girl Oct 2016
the hesitation
between mind and body
here and now,
now and then.
the taste on your lip,
the fear in your eye.

it's the apprehension in this hello,
the distress in this goodbye.
ghost girl Oct 2016
I think I lost us.
I think I emptied my pockets
for you and in turn,
all you gave me were
heavy stones to line them with.

I think oceans filled between us,
I think I sailed away while you
stood on the shore,
collecting stones and
staring at the horizon
instead.

I think I got tired of asking
for what ought to be offered;
you got tired of being asked
for things you couldn't
ever give.

I think I finally understand what
they mean when they say
people grow
in different directions,
because you remain along the dirt
as brush
and I've grown far up these bricks.
ghost girl Oct 2016
this is a losing battle.
this is me, putting down my weapon
and removing my armor
because I cannot stand the
blood pooling at your feet.
this is my surrender because
my wounds are far too deep
to continue this fight.
we will never find common ground,
we will never be eye to eye.
and in this war, victory is losing you
and defeat is losing my life.
which is the nobler sacrifice?
because here, there are no victors.
there is only bloodshed and massacre.
ghost girl Oct 2016
equations
where variables and numbers
and letters find themselves
meaning -
yet we do not.
unsolvable equations,
where your x and my y
never add up to z
where z is grace
and z is perfection
and z is comfort
but these are just
unreal fantasies
these are just irrational numbers
going on and on and on
far off into infinity
because no matter how hard we try
your x and my y
will never be z.
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