My Past
Haunting me
my every step
in every direction
happiness,
regret,
love,
hate
It all reaches out
and pulls me back
again into the void of chills and tears
cold like the cement that the walls are made from
and you
with your silk hair
and eyes deep as the sea
blowing out the candle
the only light
as you come near
for a moment I am frozen
I wonder
frozen in fear or the loss of the fire
the warmth from its light
I feel your hand touch my cheek
I can see another fire ignite
My senses mash together
just the moment our lips do the same
sucking the breathe out of my lungs
drowning in your once more
and for a moment I can feel the
sun on my skin
and sand in my toes
burning hot
like your passion on my body
I forget that I am trapped
trapped inside this cement box I helped you build
for me
for me
I realize how easy it would be
to pretend again
accept defeat
and let our love swallow me whole
lose myself in your sandy beaches
in your promise land of love and fortune
I could begin
to self destruct
silence myself
but I have learned
I am stronger now
I am no longer unaware of my choices
I lift my head
out of the pool of sorrow and hated
that your touch created in me
and in that
imperfect second
a rip forms in the blanket
or our lies
I see real sunlight
slip through
something I never thought i'd see
I pull the stitches
out from the holes forming at the seams
of this untamed
mess we quilted ourselves into
I slip through and out into
the world I've missed so
I turn around for one more glimpse
and you
are there
stepping through right
after
me
"Trapped in the cement box I helped you build"
ReplyDelete"Of this untamed mess we quilted ourselves into"
These are such powerful lines. Both gave me chills!