why can’t I forego these dreams
these silly notions of love returned?
senses turned to ashes in my mouth
mind clouded with illusions
dispelled and kept by words
I am strung up,
painted into a corner
silenced by eyes and hands
why must this feeling dominate
and prevail?
withering my soul?
questioning my heart?
I must be stronger than this
but I choke on despair
the minute I find bravery
among the rubbles of what I have built
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