#thepaintedside
now I am unafraid
I have always been the last to leave
I’m counting down the days
green water rises
pulling me beneath
for a moment, I can see the stars
for a moment, I can breath
now I close my eyes
and see the world and sky collide
here, I find myself falling again
into sorrows, into depths
undiscovered
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 9:34 PM UTC
for fear of feeling full
I’m wondering and wandering
my building’s full of ghosts
I convince myself I like it here
I try I sigh I do
the emptiness still falls
from the walls of my room
I am angry
I am restless
I am lonely
I am “full”
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 9:31 PM UTC
and in the dark
hoping that my emptiness
will both set me and tear me apart.
it is not sweet, but it is clean.
a harsh cleanliness only found in extremes.
and I wallow there, like a bird on a stone
watching his brother be cast down
I am afraid, I say.
afraid still
that in all this time I have yet to feel
may god bless you,
and god curse you
though I know he never will
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 9:25 PM UTC