in my dreams, I found your voice whispering my name it was so quiet, just like you, throwing your secrets in the grave silent euphoria covering the tension in my muscles and veins releasing the strenuous stress, but my blood still runs white white sunlight running through me and my thoughts run to you it's like an natural instinct, a second skin, a cause to the effect you peer into my windows and the realization why was a slap in the face ironic because I fell into the same guilty pleasure that you did your spring and summer lasted me a few years, but winter came love hibernated back into it's cave, built it's castle and lava moat haphazardly scattered ghost starve in the back of an abandoned alley looking for a map out of this godforsaken eath but they can't leave not without a sign pointing them in the right direction, but i always turn left it's like we were related by blood, but our blood learned to squander my fingertips shake violently, do you realize how badly i need you anxiety was taking every inch of my body and collapsing my lungs i'm searching for a needle in a haystack and it's been found already i'm looking for a key to the locked door but my hands are empty i'm peering through an opening to find any source of hope for us and i come up empty every single time.
-kra
one of my friends showed me a poem they wrote that reminded me of this one tbh aw