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Feb 2014
being with someone you were once severed
from is like waiting for a wound to heal in a
dust storm. if i could just drown myself, it
would be in an alcoholic daze, because the
hangover was a better cure at getting you
out of my focus. better yet, if i could just
drown all of my worries out at sea, i would
but unfortunately, i would still be able to
taste you on my tongue that way, and the
suspense
                is
                   *******
                                 killing
                                             me

if i'm going to be falling up or falling down
i'm not going to know until the moment we
fall back together, but i will guard myself
from the arrows i'm expecting from you

- kra
Frisk
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Frisk  30/Non-binary
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