Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2016
The subtle vibrations from earth's rotation beneath my feet are the only reasons I've shifted at all

I've been running in place on a conveyer belt bridge that floats across space
And every time I think I see your face again, I realize I'm wrong

There are only so many places for us to inhabit, and the oxygen is beginning to wear thin
The clever ways in which I use my lungs have begun to fail with time
And I'm gasping for air every time I try to speak

My rock is gone, my boulder was weak
I rot into sand from the tears on my cheek
And a castle can never be made out of me
I would crumble, and my people would drown in the sea

Sandpaper promises are always made to me
They grate my heart to flakes until it's shaped the way it should be
Nails and screws slammed into my skull to make my mind work right
I'm failing at being myself, anymore
Underwater, I take breaths far too deep
And into my lungs, the water does seep

I know how to smile
In fact, I do it well
But I keep handing my heart away to strangers on the very first day
And I'm so tired
I'm exhausted from it all
I can't wait for the day when I wake up, and it's gone
When I'm a thousand miles away with my foot on the gas pedal
Everything is soon to all be mine

The past is forever, but I can't keep it
Nothing is mine here,
I'm climbing uphill by the ends of my fingernails
And I'm slipping
It's time to find a mountain that's easier for me to sink my claws into
Arlo Disarray
Written by
Arlo Disarray  In your imagination
(In your imagination)   
619
     ---, ---, Graff1980, Lora Lee, Ree Bunch and 8 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems