I drown in memories of you
I choke on the last breath you drew
Sinking down to the surface
Your words travel down my throat
Gargling, bubbling, spitting
Until I’m consumed by grief
I get paper cut from pictures of you
Your embrace sinking into my skin
Traveling through my bloodstream
Until my engine runs on the loss of you
Browning said “your ghost will walk”
But yours roams the corridors of my shattered heart
One day, your name won’t give me a headache
But until then
Rest in peace
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 6:40 AM UTC
I drown in memories of you
I choke on the last breath you drew
Sinking down to the surface
Your words travel down my throat
Gargling, bubbling, spitting
Until I’m consumed by grief
I get paper cut from pictures of you
Your embrace sinking into my skin
Traveling through my bloodstream
Until my engine runs on the loss of you
Browning said “your ghost will walk”
But yours roams the corridors of my shattered heart
One day, your name won’t give me a headache
But until then
Rest in peace
