Chameleon

Chameleon Aug 2019

Even out

One might ask me why I’m holding
my tongue,
why I keep giving until I have
nothing left.

I guess it’s because I hope
someday someone will do the same
for me.

If the universe really is fair,
and it makes sure everything
gets evened out
then I have something great to
look forward to.

I don’t do it for them, I do it for me.

Chameleon Aug 2019

From my notebook

Sometimes the sun peaks through
on a rainy day.
It creates a beautiful shadow of the blinds
on the opposite wall.

And sometimes all you can do
is make chili spaghetti for the third
time this week and go to happy hour
on a Wednesday.

Chameleon Aug 2019

I’m cold all the time now

Every now and then it’s like a cold
gust of wind blows up my spine
and I lose my breath
and when I gasp for air,
tears
begin streaming down my face.

Because losing him ***** as badly
as having to pump gas on a winter day.

Chameleon Aug 2019

Wake up

My brain likes to forget that
we aren’t together anymore.
So every day when I first open
my eyes I am harshly brought back
to the truth that I may never
get over you.

Chameleon Aug 2019

cut.

When I looked in the mirror
all I could see was someone who
needed you.
So, what if I took these scissors
and...
snip.

Maybe a girl with short hair will
be okay on her own.

Chameleon Aug 2019

rain.

Thunder covers the
sound of me whimpering into my pillow.
The earth is crying too.