What Stage Of Grieving Is This?
/Everything that kills me Makes me feel alive./
There’s this part of me – We’re not on speaking terms – Wants to move on’s in dissonance With the resonance of memories You pinned to my chest, piercing and then Heals around the holes, never close. Never close.
Can’t see the shakes the shakes permeate Waves crashing underneath your skin, into everything But when you’re shaking with them, Nothing appears to be moving at all and Ever sins I learned to dance, #lessonlearned #lessonlearned At night under the Vain University rays, I can feel I burned in the afternoon, And I just want to Take a cool shower and lie down.
Quote from OneRepublic’s “Counting Stars.”
"What Stage Of Grieving Is This?," from Hypernostalgia - prose and poetry by Eli kampsin. Free download at KampSin.com/store. ♥