There is no longer an in-between
Words, once compounded
Are singular and stern
Worlds, once collided
Are filled now with yearning so potent
It fastens me to memory
What a terror a girl like me can be
Me with my wordy poetry
This bullshit blog
This woe is me
How heavy a night like this could be
If you still slept beside me
And I woke you from your dreams
To dissect my own
Could you still soothe my worried mind?
Still find the time to appease me
When all you wanted to do was sleep?
Why can't I just dream at night?
Why must these reveries haunt me so?
Make it so
I cannot fully wake
Because I am always dreaming of what could be
Living half asleep
And now, all alone
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