boat

the waves inside of me

they’re screaming to get out

to drown everything on its way

telling me to say things i didn’t mean

turning me into the monster i’ve always been

burn my tongue and bury the good memories

i said, i want to be happy

but the truth is, i’m afraid of what comes next.

i’m scared that when the tsunami hits town,

you are no longer here

because now the roof is already leaking

and your boat is ready to sail.

t.l.

the ugliness is pouring out

and i couldn’t stop it.