My heart died before me,
so They bury my thoughts in
with the worms in the ground.
As the first nail shuts the lid,
I gained my consciousness.
I gazed into the impenetrable darkness
of that ancient and complete fear.
A chill burns along my nerves' edges,
As my thoughts clash against my teeth,
of all those words I have not said
I could have said I should have said to you.
As soils shift in and rain seep through
These words rattle in my throat
while you are already away,
thinking not of me.
Blood draining and eyes dilating,
I found new strength in the splinters
of torn skin-- breaking in--
into a world that wants me not
Reborn into a languor of midnight rain,
there I see you kneeling--
eyes teeming with hatred, regret, agony
So we pulled each other in
as the mantle layers above
centuries past, heavens frown,
grounds encased
were our Love in Amber,
our story on parchments,
our hearts pressed
in sedimentary stones.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
My heart died before me,
so They bury my thoughts in
with the worms in the ground.
As the first nail shuts the lid,
I gained my consciousness.
I gazed into the impenetrable darkness
of that ancient and complete fear.
A chill burns along my nerves' edges,
As my thoughts clash against my teeth,
of all those words I have not said
I could have said I should have said to you.
As soils shift in and rain seep through
These words rattle in my throat
while you are already away,
thinking not of me.
Blood draining and eyes dilating,
I found new strength in the splinters
of torn skin-- breaking in--
into a world that wants me not
Reborn into a languor of midnight rain,
there I see you kneeling--
eyes teeming with hatred, regret, agony
So we pulled each other in
as the mantle layers above
centuries past, heavens frown,
grounds encased
were our Love in Amber,
our story on parchments,
our hearts pressed
in sedimentary stones.
