it's a waste of breath,
but I still tell you that I love you

I know it hurts sometimes
to read between the lines
but there is a meaning hidden beneath the words I speak

another wasted day
but it's okay
there's still tomorrow
I'll have one more chance to
try again
and attempt to reattach all the parts of my life and my world that keep unraveling

if every shadow fell in place
we'd be connected
but the sun rotates too quickly
and we can't travel fast enough to keep up with its light

I had a wish
or two
that never came true
and every time I see a star,
I feel like I'm just being shamed
and overlayed with this blue hue
coating me
from the moon
I get so lost
I can't even let my life resume
I've been disrupted
like a noisy, untamed children's classroom
never saying what I really want to say
it's all locked up
and even my poetry doesn't know a **** thing about me