i try not to think about
you not here
it's hard. i try to reason
myself into a blanketed corner
and i try to find my tears. at least
here, the ground will catch them.
it only hit me five years ago
but i've always been lonely, reluctant
light has always moved this slow
and now, supernova and
what's left is a hole
the wires swept away my trying
they tied me up in belief
in dreams
but light moves so slow, for me.
4 comments:
this is pretty.
i like your blog being white.
hee i like the last line, it reminds me of physix but is also super cool
i like how you use line breaks independent of punctuation, and also, it will be all right. eventually.
p.s. i looked up that thing possibly about me that we talked about earlier and i kind of think you might be right. how odd.
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