what to write what to write if only you could read my mind say things I’m about to say hold me when I tell you to stay away. t.l. I’m so used to saying the opposite now I don’t know which one is real.
Tag Archives: poetry
Ready to leave
I’m always ready to leave I couldn’t stay long enough for them to see the worst in me. t.l. they would leave me then.
Tolerant
I tolerate but that doesn’t mean you can take me for a fool. t.l. I need to learn how to say no
Sand and the sea
If all my miseries were white sand, and you were the sea. every time you came to wash away all that melancholy I was happy, I was drown in your blue trapped in our drama, in you. everything looks better underwater but we both know the sadness never disappeared. and every time you left, IContinue reading “Sand and the sea”
Autonomy
did you lose a limb after loving her or him? now it’s time to grow back those arms you lost, to regenerate into a new self. it might take a few months or a few years, but you know you’ll get there in the end. it’s hard to pull yourself up from the underground butContinue reading “Autonomy”
Day 6
I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine. t.l. when will this end?
Sad songs
isn’t it ironic that we sang those heartbreaking songs when we’re still together? isn’t it so wrong to love something so melancholy, so damaging? they didn’t mean nothing our love is strong and we, we can overcome anything … now without you, every song sounds like a goodbye howl. t.l.
In denial
The thoughts of losing you is too much to handle it was like a thousand needles spearing through my heart I can’t concentrate my blood is boiling and it feels like I’m constantly jumping through fire that’s why every grief cycle always starts with denial stage we will keep lying to ourselves until our heartContinue reading “In denial”
One
Wanting to let go but we were slowly becoming one entity. and in order to leave I had to cut a part of me that is already yours. t.l.
Good at running
When it starts to get too much, I shut down like an electrical fuse the house turned dark and I found myself surrounded in goodbyes. In every room, I place a circuit I built the whole city just to tear it down again I’m ready, for any sudden change from the tone of your voiceContinue reading “Good at running”
Tsunami of Words 