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Sep 2014
I leaned out the window and breathed in
And it didn’t taste so musty
Today it wasn’t so dry

I peaked the tip of my nose out into the world of 3 years later
And my hair dripped down onto the pavement
Fifteen stories below me
Like this September’s first thunderstorm

Dropping everything to be right where you are
I scaled the walls of this fortress in the middle of a heat spell
And if my heart is going to break then ******* it I’ll do it myself

I have a heart of graphite and secrets
And it’s been hiding in the margins of your life for so long
That I wonder what it will feel like to erase myself from you

I’ve been feeling inky and insignificant lately
Because you love me
Like doodles on the side of a skyscraper I just jumped from the balcony of

And when I hit the world below me
I shattered like glass, lethal and bright
And you ran out of me like I ran out on you

Welcome to the scent of asphalt
Here’s to something sad etched out in my penmanship
Flashing down below the skyline

Here’s to something new.
Kristen Lowe
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