Driador

You lie there with open wounds grasping at the stars Ropes tightly clenched around your reddening fists Trying with all your might to pull them from the sky You don't want to be here anymore Collapsing the curtains down around you A noiseless cascade of black and dark blue You think it doesn't matter because you're alone Destroying what's been made for and in spite of you You never asked for any of this A blooming monstrosity. You'd rather disappear in peace A quiet bleak serenity You hardly notice me approaching I don't know what to say but I refuse to leave I'm not your nurse just your lover but I'll wash the blood away

All you can be sure of is this life and its eventual end. When you die wars will still be waged. People will still lose their wallets and get stuck in traffic. People will remember the birthdays you forgot and the promises you didn't keep. They'll get you sickly sweet smelling flowers and a dress you'd never wear. The men who are usually so stoic will hug each other and try to smile through the tears. They'll celebrate the flaws that made you cringe My dad always said funerals are for the living. Even those who loved you the deepest will fall victim to the passage of time The friction and pull of life will hurry them to a place where

The universe expands in endless motion We expand forever inward Struggling to justify the chaos inside of us Every blood vessel is illuminated. Every dusty shelf and dim streetlight becomes a calamity Boys and girls are choking on their silver spoons They fight made up monsters with plastic swords Don’t we all want to feel a part of the hero’s journey? You can name eighty-eight constellations but never bother looking at the sky.

Everyone has their own devil, and for a time I was yours. You let me believe that my fingertips turned your lips into dust and my words snipped away at the threads that held you together. When pieces of you came crashing down on top of me, I so desperately wanted to help you, but you were so heavy. No matter how hard I pushed and pulled I couldn't get you off of me. I want to die and it's because of you. Have bloodied wrists ever been shoved in your face because you weren't ready to be in love? Have you ever felt that burden? I was sixteen. I didn't know what love was. So thanks for being the first to show me it could kill. I hat

I've always envied the abilities of some to unfurl their souls onto page or canvas While my desires lean against each other, unstable Waiting to be knocked over into an unintelligible mess Trying to piece my thoughts into something beautiful feels like an illusion. One to make it appear as if I understand anything that’s happened here Time hasn't slowed down a bit and I’m not adept at hiding its burdens. I've wasted more opportunities than you’ll ever know   because my head was stuck in a place you wouldn't care to see. Though I've come to believe that it’s okay to be in the middle of your story As long as you know yo

Pleading eyes and wanting mouth fixed in my direction. You're too sweet. Amber eyes tunnel into parts of me I'd rather leave forgotten. I don't want to remember the smoke rising from the burning leaves. The long nights that went up in flames I've grown weary of choking on the words I didn't say. Let me disappear. Let me disappear. Let me disappear. Things will get better for you. I promise