ABANDONED AMUSEMENT PARK

eight

08; I NEVER KNEW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN FIRE AND WATER ANYWAYS

i don't know what to do
when you're crying like this
i want to say something
to make you feel better
but my tongue sits like metal in my mouth
the swallowed words
painting the walls of my throat in rust
your tears keep flowing
and they form oceans so deep
i keep drowning no matter
how many swimming classes i take

was this how icarus felt when he free fell from the sky,
wax wings melting,
                                 down,
                                            down,
                                                      down,
into the plunging darkness of the sea?

it scares me
how one word from you
would comfort me
or crumble me further

the ebbs and the flow of your turbulence,
darling, i think i'll love you till the sun swallows itself up.

(A/N) a result of 90% crying on the cold bathroom tiles and 10% listening to delaney bailey's j's lullaby in the course of two nights :,)