Afternoon light
On old brick buildings Glinting on asphalt And cheap plastic. The streets are cramped with cars Sluggishly hurrying to go somewhere I’d like to open the window but I’d just choke on air Stained with exhaust. Cracks in the cobblestones don’t bother me as much As the cigarettes lodged in them. I look out the window Squinting through the harsh sunlight Noticing trees People Buildings We’re going somewhere but Those people on the side of the road aren’t. I’d talk to them but I’ve been told that This city is not always safe And people are not always kind. So I never do. If I had six words to describe this place, They’d be ‘It might have been beautiful once.’ -Atlas
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You danced
Winking in and out of existence Flickering to a song only you could hear. Indefinable Indescribable No one could stop you And no one could keep you Your light was too bright Too fierce to be contained Or understood. You weren’t here to last. No, you were here and gone in an instant A single, devastating instant Of warmth and fire and fury And then you were gone Leaving nothing behind you but a forest full of ashes And strange afterimages Burned into my retinas. -Atlas With a smile on my face I lie to you Hiding my emotions In order to stay friends I wish we could have more Going from friends to something more But that’s just a dream The dream that got away Looking for my answer To the questions Acting like I don’t care But I do Throwing away feelings Preserving friendship Putting on a fake smile Looking for the way Hoping that it will go away So I can stop acting So we could hold one another To get rid of the cold feeling The feeling that stops me From telling you what I feel Until I can talk to you I will wait till the day I stop acting -Apollo |
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