Poems from coral.raven

The things I lost Are vast. Difficult to name, Harder to think about Without anger bubbling up the well in my chest - Whole years are smoke...
I feel like water, Always desperately flowing down the path of least resistance - But where I find myself now there is no path; High stone...
Sometimes I can't help but fantasize About finding myself in the dark with you again But not the way it was - In my mind, I'm anything but...
I don't want to carry this with me anymore - I want my body to die and take this trauma with it - Bury us in a shallow grave to rot away,...
You're like smoke. - Shapeless, or just too many shapes to settle on anything real, anything solid. - If I make myself look, I can see you...

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