Sunday, January 28, 2018

Night

I see the night sky staring me down 
Like I’m the sunset stealing her thunder 
And I wonder 
If I pass through your thoughts when it’s midnight and you can’t sleep 

And if this was love is this a question I should be wondering as I wake from a nightmare of you leaving 

Me . 


There’s an IV and it’s leaking on the floor 
I watch the blood empty I lay here alone 
As they walk the halls 
Would it help to scream 
Would it help run free 
Would it help if you noticed 

Me . 


It’s a hemorrhage of mascara 
From an iris as the crows circle the crowded sky . 

They say there there it’s alright 
And I’m running dry . 

And the phones been disconnected 
You say it’s alright . 

I fight this mask you wear 
I’ll rip it to shreds to see your fears 

It begins to rain 
There’s a hole in my stomach 
She passes away 
And all the chaos 
Melts like old newspaper ads 
No one wants to hear . 

I’m invisible in here 
If love was a pillow 
Would she be black 
Like the night 
I can’t sleep . 

Save 

Me. 

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