I pressed the last red
flower you gave me, in a...
I wanted to love you
louder than your demons...
I don't usually pray.
But tonight, the hospital was crowded...
She was
…broken...
A noose knocked on my door today.
It's knot hung loose as it made it's way...
It becomes an art
to shout under your breath...
I've splattered scraps of metaphors
and strings of heartache...
Inhale-
smoke in my lungs...
That taste of silence bites the tongue.
It's stare is cold, it's breathing, still...
How is it possible to feel everything and nothing...
Like the moon and stars have both collided...
October was;
the death of fireflies...
This wasn't meant to happen.
His name was never supposed to show up...