Bright sunlight blinds me
I drown in light
I slip and I'm lost looking
Searching
Yearning
Give it time, they say
It will happen when you least expect it, they cry
And I want to scream in sunlight:
What if I never stop expecting?
Cold crisp sharp burn
Snap. Crack.
Tears fall. Diamonds in sharp sunlight
That slice my soul
Blood welling in beauty
That I cannot see in my lonely misery
Feel! I cry. Know! I scream.
Face truths you hide from
Like shadowy figures shrinking from the burning whitelight
I am alone
Lone. Lonely.
You reject me but all I want is to hold you
Feel the pull I feel! Submit to my need!
Forevermore no more single, crippled
but complete.
Gentle skin can be so unkind.
How can soft images of you shatter me?
Sere scents of you haunt my senses
Flash brilliant your smile, laugh, frown, yawn.
Curled up in an isolated ball/bubble that I cannot breach
Because you push me away.
Passionless painful pyre that purges hope, salvation, and joy
Expectations shatter:
Why have I done this to myself?
Why have you done this to me?
I suffer all the pain; internalise all the hurt. I want to cry.
Why can't I cry my sorrow-shattered joy lies broken in sharp shards
Slicing my. . . me. . . mine. Why?
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