Tell me
when did the breeze begin to whisper your name
and when did the water begin to pool in your collarbones
when did the night long to be touched by your fingertips
and when did my eyes become blind to everyone but you

Tell me
why does my heart swell when words escape your lips
and why do the blossoming trees reach towards your palms
why does tomorrow open its doors to you with so much vigour
and why do I want to follow after you

Weave your gentle thoughts
like daisy chains
through my
dying veins
Remind me how it feels
to breathe
I've forgotten what it's like
to be alive
after being denied the right
*for so long

Could you love a girl made up of stormy weather
a heart heavier than the coal she bares inside her chest
she waits before the cold oceans
hoping they will wash away all that she knows best

Could you love a girl with tired veins
tired of carrying sickness and disease
that some will call self inflicted and others a tragedy
yet she says she holds it with such ease

Could you love a girl with no future
with no tomorrow
as she collapses into the aching waves
and drowns herself in their endless tides of sorrow

The aches in her palms soaked through her skin
and dripped down her bones like paint
staining a path of midnight roses that she could not erase
She wondered if it might ever stop
if this winding river might one day dry and let her breathe in clean air
instead of the anchors that ripped through her throat and weighed down her chest
She waited patiently with her bouquet of faith hoping that it might end
but nothing ceased and the rivers became oceans
and one day as her heart gazed into oblivion
it was led away by ghosts full of promises
until her vision became clear and clarity held her weary hands
and let her see that the solace she longed for was already beneath her fingertips
she just needed to open her sombre heart
and no one
not even faith
could do that for her
only she was
capable