#abitbrokenpoetry

[abitbrokenpoetry]

You’re dangling off the edge of that mountain.. panic stricken.. desperate.. and you’re grasping for hands of people who don’t care enough to pull you up.. they never have.. just let go.. you will shatter on the rocks at the bottom.. it will hurt.. but then you will be able to gather up all the pieces of yourself and weld them back together however you want… so let go.. there’s such beauty in the fall.

[abitbrokenpoetry]

someone I loved momentarily once called me sunshine & I smiled as brightly as I could for him for as long as I could no one had ever called me that before i tried to pretend I was the sun just as he thought I was but he didn’t see the storms brewing in my eyes or all the rainwater I swallowed  until we were standing ankle deep in it & once it started raining it didn’t stop for months he stopped calling me sunshine & eventually tired of staying afloat i didn’t blame him he had probably never met someone who could shine as brightly as I could temporarily then cause the most destructive storms we moved on but it was nice being the sun for a moment.

On being the sun momentarily

[abitbrokenpoetry]

I had drowned  beneath the waves of a violent sea in a storm  that had lasted for decades & you were the island the ocean spit me out on you patiently showed me the warmth of the sun the beauty of the water when it was calm & how to resist its sweet whispers to sink beneath the waves and drown again i’ve lived here with you ever since.