sarabee
My hearts pulling me one direction,
But my minds tugging me towards
The flashing, the lights, and the warmth
That lit up snowflakes and images of us
Could bring me.
Sidetracked, I succumb.
My drain is full of cake batter and icing and trader joe's rice with raisins and peas and pineapple and all of this other stuff that makes my mouth feel weird. As gross as it is, a drain might say a lot about your day.
All you can hear through the silence is
Wind on the other side of the glass
That keeps you safe from the dark.
But the glass is threatening to collapse
Under the pressure of the night.
Should I let myself be led by the words
That were strong enough to transcend through time.
Or should I follow the words that have been said before
But didn't survive past the night.
Everything is laid out before you
Waiting for you to take what you want
And make what you can.
If only our life could be as easily controlled
As what is printed on paper
By a typewriter.
Feathers litter the ground
Where a bird used to stand
Waiting for the day
When a breeze would carry him away.
Feathers litter the ground
That is untouched by any breeze
And follow the footprints of a bird
Who finally gave up on waiting.
Falling and tumbling past other
More fortunate branches
I envy those
Lucky enough to keep holding on for
Just a moment more.
Falling and tumbling past other
More fortunate branches,
I'll watch from the ground as all I get
Is the chance to wait someone to step on me.
When my heart stops beating,
But I'm still alive
I can feel myself creeping
Slowly away, further from the truth.
Stumbling in the darkness,
My solitary footsteps leading
To a place I'm never wrong.
The silence separates us like thin sheets
I'm close enough to feel you breathe
But my fingers grasp on lifeless cloth
Instead of warm skin.
I want to feel you with me
But we both know
Neither of us will take that chance.
So this blanket of snow will settle
On the life we once dreamed
And never achieved.
The silence separates us like thin sheets
I'm close enough to feel your breath
But my fingers grasp on lifeless cloth
Instead of warm skin.
I want to feel you with me,
But we both know
Neither of us will take that chance.
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