We share a distance of two armlenghts She worries her touch might find home In the refugee land of my patchy skin Burried underneath the debris Of our open eyed dreams.
I wonder If we're all destined to voyage from helplessness of the lap To the darkness of the caskets Why be the torch bearer at all? Why to run with the fire burning bright Over meadows that will soon become barren Over townships which will soon become graveyards Over and over again, throughout our lives That's not our to have. I wonder, if we're all meant to be forgotten Why do we flag moments on shaky grounds Only to be trampled by tomorrow.
Tonight, I will watch the rusty doorknob As your fingerprints on them fall for forgotten perfumes in my room And they fade away, together, intertwined Like unholy witchcraft, Like songs from Atlantis, Like our resonating breaths, Like us.
When tomorrow comes Looking for yesterday’s whereabouts I will be today’s concealed voice The echo of Pandora’s Box Sleep talking about disasters While dreaming of carnations.
I watch you shifting masks trough smiles Rehearsing glows that curtain your blue skies Hoping that between your struggling Expelliarmus And the Aveda Kedavra of your reflection Somewhere, you will find the blurs of faces you need to see Before all you can do is walk away, forever
My mother once told me that life is a box full of chocolates. I wonder now if hers was a life I have been tracing. For I have always loved the true bitterness of chocolates. For I have always detested the sweet adulteration in it.
I hope that your stares stare at me and make my castle crumble that I built to hide my ruins but I also hope that you don't get past my shield to break me down into Horcruxes of my soul that swims in muddy waters of my dampened past, because I only deal in rotten flesh now, not fresh wounds.
The seawind doesn't sing lullabies anymore Perhaps the shore has been merging with trenches And now the depths have engulfed our footsteps for so long That they have turned into hollow beds For creatures who never knew what light is.