Inconsistent perceptions of nothing
Only something in the dream.
The words I could say don’t seem to matter so I lock them away.
They surface occasionally
The want the need the I love yous
How could I bring you to my door
I find myself wondering
Before I cut my own wings and shut myself off.
If I hear it in reality it breaks me too quickly.
Never.
Never never never never.
Ending on a note that I don’t like in a place I didn’t start
The words creating a whirlpool of feelings I never asked for.
To look at it from afar
Spitting out this and that and
You’re so beautiful I love you
But that’s the same the same as millions more I don’t know why I thought I was different
Who knows.
I can’t be.
Never never never.
It’s on repeat, like there’s no escape from the dip in the centre that throws you out on to the cement on the other side.
Starting on a low note
Ending farther beneath.
Starting on a high note,
I’ll push myself off the platform.
Get the fuck down and shut up.
He’s not listening.
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