mbabington
each step you take, leaves an imprint in the sand.
you walk slowly, with a purpose looking for the end
the tunnel that slowly closes around you, that's trapped you
suffocating, taking each breath from the bottom of your lungs,
you try to retrace your steps, but, they're gone.
sometimes I liked to hear you cry at night, your sobs pouring through the cracks of my room. and sometimes i'd join.
you lied, I tried, together it wasn't working but i always tried. I tried until the time ran out and the petals on our flowers wilted slowly. I tried until the wrinkles sagged in my flesh. I tried to compensate for all your losses.
laughter sprinkled through my ears
a memory, never hazy in my mind
it was a crisp, fall day, the sky was bright and blue
you stood there
looking at me
eyes wide and bright
two years later I watched those eyes close.
it's been too many hours since i was myself. instead i float in time and out of body as i watch mine slave away with foreign words in front. slowly i watch each l i m b
you told me you were fine. but it's just a lie that you're never escape. when asked to define what I already knew I put it in the past tense. you aren't fine.
you disappear, I'll run away.
each of us non-entities
it's lovely. to leave and never come back to go into a world that won't let you come back. it's bright lights blinding your eyes and it's loud sounds deafening your ears. a dreamworld.