he created an illusion of kindness and caring, when the reality
of his plight was anything but. He was cutting with his thoughts, but spoke
only soft words — perhaps to conceal his feelings, or to give off the semblance
of having any human feelings.
Unmoved by this hostile breeze, I stand
immobile: like dull, lead drain pipes,
suffocating this caustic residence.
by volatile gusts.
I am round, and heavy, and grey.
Your heavy heartbeat is deafening us both, yet it makes me feel safe.
This is all illusory: your heart does not sing my name.
If I were to fall, you would not be able to catch me; bones would shatter, and I would be dumber than I already am.
There are times when I simply can’t face your face.
Time again, your smile simultaneously builds and destroys.
Everything is out of focus – but you. You don’t see me, though
i wrapped myself up in you, and to what end?
i see you in everyone and i search endlessly for the fire that consumed you.
you burned me and i sleep in the ashes that you left behind.
washing you away is not an option, for you are the brightest part of me
via Daily Prompt: Jolt
for as long as i can remember, i have always
identified myself based on my relationships with other
people. one day, my spirit was awakened, and i
realised that i could still be me without
someone else to affirm my worth. i began to unravel, slowly,
from the outside, in. soon the artifice ebbed away
from my little core, and my authentic being was finally
i used to say goodbye to you – but i knew that we would meet again
the last time i saw you –
we parted ways, silently, and i knew it would be the final time