The Valley

2014-06-26 03:45 AM

I've written countless books
on the scarred skin I showed you
ever since you left

I've understood
that letting go
is painful

I've thrown myself into rivers
made of toxic waste,
hoping to cleanse this cancer

I want my heart to stop beating
so that I can stop dreaming:
stop having nightmares

Every morning when the sun shines
the lack of your radiant smile
blurs and blackens my vision

I've built castle walls to protect me
from ever being loved again,
so that I can't be hurt again

This valley of abandoned hope
will protect me from the light,
and let me rest in peace