i hold within
storms of disdain
and my lips stained
with brokenness.
we coalesce often
but, stay away
like we were made to be apart.
i think of the journey of riddance
but, thoughts seem
a little vague, a little scared.
you all at once,
cascade a catastrophe
that is more dire
like the one in my head,
like the one i hold in my heart.
you are a shadow of
damage done to my skin,
and a scar left on my soul.
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