My heart aches and my Spirit
b.r-e_a/k-s into f r a g m e n t s beneath these icy sheets.
This bed has become cold and I have grown|or not grown (emotionally stunted)
I'm tired of being here
Here in this bed - here between these [4]four[4] walls
|they'e.closing.in.on.me
[[Trapped]]- somewhere between my sub&conscious thoughts.
I'm starting to regain my perspective & I'll grab
that hold on life again.
And I wont let it slip through my fingers this time.
{but there's still no way to forget}
...how you held those fragile remnants of my heart
in your hands and
you said -
you would -
Never . Let . Them . Go
My fingers are t're ~ mbl - in.g.
I'm not sure if its the coldness of this room,
or the coldness of your eyes with the realization that every word you said was just
dust on a shelf, accumulating
but I was unaware.
All of the leftover particles of ~us~
like feathers, tickling my heartstrings,
its irritating and yet I can't brush them away and you...
You were my, no holds barred, chance for support.
My last gasping breath- almost|
Your words thread patchwork stitches through my heart.
I bleed *shimmer* .d.u.s.t.
And you say - that I look ~so beautiful~
here in this f/r/a/c/t/u/r/e/d/ porcelain state.
I breathe, as best I can,
wheezing, lungs filled to the brim with-
powder promises.
You tell - I trust - I turn - and you're -
|gone|
from my life.
I keep trying to drown my sorrows in
mint chocolate chip ice cream tubs.
And its all *just another heartbreak cliche'*
I guess I'm just glutton for punishment.
But I feel so alone and
all I ever wanted was someone to depend on.
And all I ask is for you to,
say that you'll stay and {mean it}
All I ask is that you,
enfold me within your arms,
suspended,
in this vacuum of time for,
just . one . night hold me and just...
[cue- silent thought]...(Never . Let . Me . Go.)
