So it ends.
Something, somewhere, begins But not here Absence does not feel like a beginning (Even if it is) the inevitable passage of time is reassuring in that I can always rely on it for my daily dose of existential terror - Atlas
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May these days pass sweetly
And without regret So that they linger on the tongue Even when the bitter days set in nostalgia is a favorite scent of mine - Atlas I do not want you to suffer
But I am too afraid to help And so I stand Frozen In the place between two options Where hesitating for too long Is still a choice hmmmm - Atlas The pain fades quickly
But the fear-- That lingers longer ergh - Atlas And for all the time
We spent together I did not feel drained once But rather free it feels like my poetry's been getting worse lately - Atlas You cling to me like sawdust
No matter how much I try to brush myself off Some small part of you Remains hmmmmm - Atlas To think
That time could move so swiftly I always think I am prepared But I never am summer is ending and I am Not Ready (for anything) - Atlas The times I spent alone
Gave me room to breathe And think But you pulled me from the mazes in my head Into a bright and wonderful world So I would have something To remember did I forget to make/post anything yesterday or are weebly/my notebooks just lying to me - Atlas And so you returned
Beloved traveller Full of stories and love That can shape mountains That can change lives. this makes Absolutely No Sense and you know what? it's fine - Atlas If my mistakes
Were scars Would you still think me beautiful? Would you look at my marred face And still think it worthwhile? should I even be looking to you for the answer to this question - Atlas |
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