burning hues of red,
of bright indigo and yellow,
crashed into the grey horizon
(I am told
my eyes should rest soon),
do not stay as witness
when the depths come
in furious waves of regrets
to drown the ache that
refuses pleas to be heard
by his eyes
denies truth to be seen,as
it falls on deaf ears

again I hold my breath,
I'll sink further into the pit
of madness crafted by
my own mind
through your words,
you will ignore their
silence that comes
piercing through,
a thousand decibels
to remind you
I wanted to shatter
your sadness
–sadness that consumes wood nymphs and faeries,
sadness that lures sirens to their death,
sadness that makes the man in the moon sleepless,
sadness that makes love to death
I wanted to exile your demons in the vast sea of hope

yet after I've outlived
every bullet,every blade
that greeted me in their
violent glory,
after my lungs
grew accustomed to the abuse,
all I broke through
was my resolve,
all I shattered was my soul
all I learned was how to hold my
breath, and
how beautifully painful
it is to cry,beg,and hurt underwater
where the demons will outlive you,
where you'll end up being drowned
by your own intentions

one day,
my body will untangle
itself from its endless slumber
as how you pried off your fingers,
your hands,from their hold
on this cold body,
you know,
I used to be your anchor
now I'm just dead weight
holding you down with me
as I drown
you know,
this corpse understands
how hard it is to love
someone who's
always treading lightly,
who can't shine as bright
as other dying things,
who isn't as phenomenal,
as world-stopping, as mesmerizing
as how your heart pleases
this dying creature knows
that love will never be given
to something that
keeps on bleeding hurt

you should bid farewell soon,
do not stay as witness
leave while it's dark enough,
while the facade could still
lie for us,
leave,let the water wash ashore
let it devour the remains,
let it carry this shipwreck
to its abyss
where,
the body will decompose,
it will die and forget
what the heart wants to remember,
what the mind denies touching
I know,
you will remember
to associate me
with your darkness and demons
who wear another pretty face
and I will remember to forget
how you wanted to forget me
I will hold my breath until the Sun
could assure me of your departure

– W.