I often wonder, how long
We spend in, the past
Wandering lost, a space we
Know in all force, even rememberance
I stand, landscapes
With a chill, my spine
The hairs, stand on end
I remain lost, in you
A heart, hollowed
I hate that, I love you
Can't remember, to forget you
Grasped, chest restrained
Capacity for, ache of heart
An inner self, whispers
Let go, the logic of
A situation, shattered
Broken.

Can we fix a broken heart?
Can we forget and let live?
Can we wash blood off hands,
Guilty, convicted criminals?

I scream, I resemble Munch
Painted on canvas, scratching
With claws, red painted nails.

I can't deny
I still....

I'm in love
With
You.

forgive me for I have sinned
you are the inevitably

© Sia Jane