#childslove
another hull breach
most of her fortune slips away
suckled by the undercurrent
her shanties are bottlenecked messages
entangled in self-accusation
listing through distress and tide
she flags toward more sympathetic waters
love is the bright iris of balmy weather
a ballast for threadbare optimism
she makes berth in tiny lips
that pardon her insufficiency
emptiness, a welcome refuge
projected under the twinkle of satisfaction
mirroring devotion
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
I used to smile and read all the notes
The world was so bright I knew of no ghosts
You looked over me whispered You're one in a million
They way we both shined, it was too brilliant
Something went wrong a miscommunication
You refused to see past a few complications
I stood there alone realizing you were long gone
I tried to believe that I didn't have it all wrong,
That I could live in a world of dress-up and daydreams
When I woke up you'd stand beside me,
But fairytales don't really exist and waking up hurts
I'm not a child anymore so you did your worst
After digging through the rubble trying to salvage myself
I found no reminisce of you but the scars.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC