[heldbynight]

I would protect

the parts of you

you learned to hide

because no one

handled them gently before

[heldbynight]

The birds know

where home is.

The rivers know

where they belong.

Why am I

the only thing

still wandering?

[darknessknowsmebyname]

There is beauty

everywhere I look

which only makes it

harder to understand

why my own heart

still feels

like winter.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

Her eyes hold apologies

for things that were never

her fault.

[heldbynight]

i do not want you loudly

i want you correctly

the way fields want rain

without asking the sky

[darknessknowsmebyname]

There is beauty

everywhere I look

which only makes it

harder to understand

why my own heart

still feels

like winter.

[heldbynight]

“Does the dark scare you, my darling,

or does it finally let you be seen

the way daylight never does?”

[darknessknowsmebyname]

There is beauty

everywhere I look

which only makes it

harder to understand

why my own heart

still feels

like winter.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

Her eyes hold apologies

for things that were never

her fault.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

The flowers

never questioned

whether they belonged.

Only humans

are burdened

with that sadness.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

People think death

arrives all at once.

Sometimes

it happens slowly,

quietly,

until nothing inside you

feels alive anymore.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

If love cannot save us

then at least

let it ruin us beautifully.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

The flowers

never questioned

whether they belonged.

Only humans

are burdened

with that sadness.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

The flowers

never questioned

whether they belonged.

Only humans

are burdened

with that sadness.

[darknessknowsmebyname]

People think death

arrives all at once.

Sometimes

it happens slowly,

quietly,

until nothing inside you

feels alive anymore.

[heldbynight]

The birds know

where home is.

The rivers know

where they belong.

Why am I

the only thing

still wandering?

[heldbynight]

I would protect

the parts of you

you learned to hide

because no one

handled them gently before