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
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Whole years are smoke...
I feel like water,
Always desperately flowing
down the path of least resistance
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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
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In my mind, I'm anything but...
I don't want to carry this with me anymore
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I want my body to die and take this trauma with it
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Bury us in a shallow grave to rot away,...
You're like smoke.
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Shapeless, or just too many shapes to settle on anything real, anything solid.
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If I make myself look, I can see you...