all of the pages that were blank
at the beginning of the chapter
would be filled
with every single word you knew
coherent for a moment
but the bliss had taken over
every memory we had
would turn to a blur
i know something tipped you off
but i can only wish
that you had the guts to stand up
and tell me to my face what went wrong
and when the people
that i need the most are gone
i'll drown in the silence
and the thoughts inside my head
and if i make the dumb mistake
to try to forget them
the currents will only bring me
further out into the ocean
i tried to own up for my past mistakes
i tried time and time again i swear
but there was never any guarantee
that they would be willing to listen
i can't help but play the victim
for the past and all its troubles
when all of my reasons
are so fucking petty
the fine hairs on my coat
will set to ashes with the note
that i left that says
"i'm sorry and i love you"
and to all the ones i love
from down below to high above
just know you've got a friend
when you finally decide to come home
YOU ARE READING
aspect
Poetry"aspect" is a series of poems and journals i've written that collectively reflect my views and thoughts on the people and world around me. each entry has a personal connection to me and each volume follows a theme of its own. i hope that some of the...
