I stretch
Arms high
Legs long,
Reaching for the sky.
Like,
God help me,
If I could
Reach Heaven,
This pain would subside.
And all these months
Of breaking
And bending
Over and over and over
Would be a mere dream.
That somehow
The fighting
The tears
The I love you, but I can't
Were
Made up memories.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I stretch,
Arms to the sky,
No looking down.
Remind myself...
I don't need you
To get me high.
I have wings
You can't touch.
I can get me high.
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 7:31 AM UTC
I stretch
Arms high
Legs long,
Reaching for the sky.
Like,
God help me,
If I could
Reach Heaven,
This pain would subside.
And all these months
Of breaking
And bending
Over and over and over
Would be a mere dream.
That somehow
The fighting
The tears
The I love you, but I can't
Were
Made up memories.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I stretch,
Arms to the sky,
No looking down.
Remind myself...
I don't need you
To get me high.
I have wings
You can't touch.
I can get me high.
