meteor

if sadness is your best friend

and self-doubt is your lover

how do you make room

for another partner ?

how do you take up so much space

being so small and frail ?

when you left, the bed sinks further

sleeping with anxiety every night

no wonder your teeth are crooked

what are new cool ways to destroy one’s self?

shot yourself in the foot,

slipped tongue and promised “forevers”

tried to make amends with your devils

flew to the sun and basked in the darkest memoir

you wanted to stop, but don’t know how

a meteor only burns brightly for a while

and falls right back to the ground.

was it pretty though? Seeing yourself blazing across the sky?

t.l.