You struck me with your wars
As you’re screaming bullets through my eyes
My tears waving white flags
But in our home all we could find were casualties
I’m looking through your eyes,
finding only graveyards of everything we hoped we would’ve found by now
Creeping through the gallows of your mouth
I find solace now, only in the shadows of things that used to be
Words shooting through the belt, finding their way lower with every breath
My insides became raw from all the sleepless nights of the fireworks mimicking our voices
Igniting fires in my heart to try to keep you warm
I buried myself in your graveyard
And called it love
Dirt filling my lungs, but I still took it all in
Reaching my hand higher to push above ground
I try to feel the warmth of a sun, that I know will never be mine
To never see a single sunrise
But you made sure to tell me about the colors I could’ve seen
Tempting me with the idea of a sunset filled sky
Steeping my body in soil to never know it’s roots
I begin to slowly hold your poems on my tongue
Waiting to whisper them back to you so you would know how it feels
Pebble by pebble I dig myself out
Bursting above ground to finally breathe to only find a night sky covered by clouds
But I blew my poems of my own
And suddenly the colors bloomed inside me
Finding I didn’t need you to show me a sunset
But that I could awaken it in myself