9 am I woke with a broken heart
it had been shattered, unbidden
in the place after empty and before disappearing
-That-
To jump in a lake fully clothed and
realizing that you're too weighed down
to surface...
it hurts in my tummy
it hurts in my chest
it hurts in my throat
I am afraid.
The past is a broken red balloon
dragging on the ground behind me.
Every glance backward sends me reeling
sick and dizzy to my knees.
the breathless sorrow petrifies.
There are ghosts in my skull
(I know them by name)
Perhaps, that's the trouble-
I know how to call my haunting.
How many years of happy will it take
to even the cost?
I cannot do this anymore,
but it seems both my destiny and my doom,
I'm suspicious I've already lost.
May 23, 2012
May 23, 2012 at 10:06 PM UTC
9 am I woke with a broken heart
it had been shattered, unbidden
in the place after empty and before disappearing
-That-
To jump in a lake fully clothed and
realizing that you're too weighed down
to surface...
it hurts in my tummy
it hurts in my chest
it hurts in my throat
I am afraid.
The past is a broken red balloon
dragging on the ground behind me.
Every glance backward sends me reeling
sick and dizzy to my knees.
the breathless sorrow petrifies.
There are ghosts in my skull
(I know them by name)
Perhaps, that's the trouble-
I know how to call my haunting.
How many years of happy will it take
to even the cost?
I cannot do this anymore,
but it seems both my destiny and my doom,
I'm suspicious I've already lost.
