You held your heart to my chest
so I would remember the pound
of a heartbeat, a human metronome
that could always have a chance,
have an opening in the door to be
lovely.
Why did you break your vow to me
as I tasted the blackness of
questions
that just ran back to me again.
[I was in danger]
There was never anything
that set us apart....
except for the drug I craved,
for the unlasting thing
I loved more than you.
Everything I see now has
ends, coiling into the bonfire
pits....
Now, I only find depression
when asking for acceptance.
It may be easy to begin
but you didn't stay to realize
the pain of forgetting
a part of you
that defined the smoke....
[I settle into]
All I wanted was to get past
the rush of commemorating
our failure.
On the tips of my composure,
I'm like a crumpled rose....
unable to stand on the deck,
unable to bloom if I fall off
the sphere-
will I make a sound if I vanish
in the flames?
I'm only taking after
your own escape....
into my own rusty
collapse.
