Sparks
Flecks
Once existed in the sea
Of blue
That I saw within the bottomless space of your eyes
Open with a pupils large
Gone
Too wide to see the gold
Too awake to rest your head again
On my chest
Where you felt safe
Eyes wide open
Afraid
Of the image of yourself you saw in the mirror
Of the cold sore on your lips
Of the disease inevitable in a city full of life
Pain
Harm
Fear
A man willing to **** another for pleasure
Trauma
Running
Love lost, not regained but distracted
With music
Relationships
***
No sleep
On top of the world,
You gaze down upon your city of tiny people
Too far away to teach, to reach, to love
To acknowledge that your bubble of thought
Can be broken by the single *****
Of a thorn
Or a kiss
If you let it
You gave the gold to the brown of those
Who love you
Who gaze at you with gold running down their faces
We can’t put the gold
Back in your eyes
Has it left for good?
The oranges hues
That once lit up the bright ocean blues
Of your mind?
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 10:24 PM UTC
Sparks
Flecks
Once existed in the sea
Of blue
That I saw within the bottomless space of your eyes
Open with a pupils large
Gone
Too wide to see the gold
Too awake to rest your head again
On my chest
Where you felt safe
Eyes wide open
Afraid
Of the image of yourself you saw in the mirror
Of the cold sore on your lips
Of the disease inevitable in a city full of life
Pain
Harm
Fear
A man willing to **** another for pleasure
Trauma
Running
Love lost, not regained but distracted
With music
Relationships
***
No sleep
On top of the world,
You gaze down upon your city of tiny people
Too far away to teach, to reach, to love
To acknowledge that your bubble of thought
Can be broken by the single *****
Of a thorn
Or a kiss
If you let it
You gave the gold to the brown of those
Who love you
Who gaze at you with gold running down their faces
We can’t put the gold
Back in your eyes
Has it left for good?
The oranges hues
That once lit up the bright ocean blues
Of your mind?
Hospital Day 4