Everything’s slipping off of my palms
Like sand escaping grasp
There’s no way I could ever hold on
to the past

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Everything’s slipping off of my palms
Like sand escaping grasp
There’s no way I could ever hold on
to the past
I opened the window to take a peak at the old scene I thought I’ve left. You’ve finally had the courage to draw the veils off of her face. You’ve finally brought her out, into the light.
While I stay in darkness, in silence.
We’re all in the past.
Music
drowns
my sick
frowns
Singing
to the
sound
of my
silence
shutting
everyone
else from
such a scene
Flood
of tears
new words
old thoughts
ellipsis
Please stop telling me to “be strong”.
He said, “We both left.”
So she slid into silence without even attempting to explain herself, never saying the words her wounds have been concealing ~
“I’m still here.”
I need new conversations.
One day, I’ll be okay not having you
Sorry at how naïve I could be
Breaking into many little pieces
Silence is the distance that separates us.
We’ve learned our virtues from movies From Clementine asking Joel Concealed in the present moment, savoring every second, knowing Everything will be gone soon We’re ending like lovers fading What do we do? And so everytime you cast your bow, I jump unto your arrow, catching it with my heart, allowing you all the power to take me as your prey We enjoy it You are the hunter that dares the darkness and I, the hunted living in the shadows.
Maybe what truly cages me is my own desire to belong to you.
How do we leave
When we’ve planted ourselves
In this land we called “love”
I keep crying for flowers that fade as fast as I can breathe. I couldn’t turn back time. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t move, do anything, how do I grieve for a death that’s needed for new life?
You’ve killed me
All of you
I’ve killed me
All of me
How can I do it?
How can I live after my soul has died?
How do you do it?
How do you feign death for life?