Silently i
Understand how
Incapable i am of
Controlling things unless
I can control my own
Death
Everything is falling apart

loving you is like climbing up a tree
the more you climb
the more you have to lose
and the harder the fall is

please walk beside me
i'm tired of chasing after you

in the thin glass cup
is a ruddy pool of the past

every word you say to me
adds to my alphabet soup

i crave for your consonants
i've grown gluttonous for your vowels
and the creamy soup glides with your voice

when people ask me what i would like
i feel as if it will always be alphabet soup :)