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Apr 2012
The fears that keep me awake at night
made me nightmare through that day

                            up
                             ­                                   up                            ­                  
Little bubbles clustering up             in my brain
         'til they spilled as tears from my eyes.

But my brain was still full so I looked at you

and you knew


You put the pain in my throat twice that day,
once when you looked away.

We spoke and we spoke and we spoke and my voice was
dead.

I said
what are words? Words. What are words?

and you cried.

I thought I was wiping my tears from your cheeks,
I thought they were mine.
And then I knew you were scared.
So I held you.

You put the pain in my throat twice that day,
twice when you gave way

Our cheeks that our cleansed
by our tears of today

will rub against eachother tomorrow

because you cried.
DomtheCurlyful
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   John Butler
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