My last hope for you
is that you discover a
love that carries within
it the ability to make
you question why you
ever thought that what
you felt for me was true
love. I pray you find a
love that makes you
crave another, like I
once craved you.
I’m slipping and sliding
I’m seeing the signs and I know the lead is coming, settling back into its previous crevices ready to make its trip back down into the darkness with me.
I know what I should be doing but I’m relieve to be back into this familiar place, I knew I could never be cured with all the same triggers around me. Who was I kidding?
He was my escape this sunny day;
I grew around his toes and wrapped
Delicately about the rocky torso he
Lends me when I am limp and worn.
Perhaps it was the way his hands
Clutched me and persuaded mine to
Clench even tighter, but I wished
For his kiss to capture me again,
Maybe those eyes could reply and
Share my agony for just a second.