I find myself walking away
and I’m not looking back
and I’m not in any pain
and I’m not tired at all
and I’m not shivering
and I’m not anxious.
I find myself walking away,
and I find myself smiling.
I will see you again.
I find myself walking away
and I’m not looking back
and I’m not in any pain
and I’m not tired at all
and I’m not shivering
and I’m not anxious.
I find myself walking away,
and I find myself smiling.
I will see you again.
One more romantic movie
one more cliche
A smile, a laugh, and a kiss
I wish were mine
Heart thumping, emotions running,
I am involved.
In ninety minutes romance forms,
is lost, refound,
the fantasy – true love – and I –
– I feel it all.
And if I had my own romance
would I need this?
A dose of love in lonliness;
light in the dark
Ha! I made today
look like a weekday, rather
than a dull weekend.
No one ever posts; I guess
they’re all out enjoying life.
Today, one thing. Tomorrow,
something else.
I can’t take all this
indeciciveness.
Restless, I find myself
cracking, crumbling.
Each day I come closer to being
killed by this mess.
Destroyed by this stress.
Where my bed is not.
Where it used to be. I sleep.
As though it remained.
This space; imagined bound’ries,
I stay within. My sleep’s home.