
Thunder speaks our names as the skies
Give plants their water
You used to say my name with your eyes, lashes as lips
And they gave me a pure comfort of dizzy stomachs
Your phrases are bleeding into the ground now,
As the essence of our love chases after
Strings of sounds you refuse to grace with your thought
I lay my chest to the ground, hoping to absorb
Trace amounts of comfort, just a last taste I bought
With years of devotion
You cherished the presence of a human,
Not me in particular, not my soul
Like you told me so, so much
I’m digging my grave to find my desire, essence
In the blood soaked soil of this world you left
With a rock for a stomach now, the dirt begins to
Absorb me
All hearts have pain, but jailing them in rib cages
Will never impart catharsis
We must shed the skin, the cages to change
To undergo metamorphosis
You are soaked into my skin and I’m beginning to shed
Your smell from the sheets, my mossy bed
Your voice called me like the hum of hummingbirds wings
But now I need to sleep,
I need to watch the rain and hear the thunder
and hear of new names, new loves, new lives
Because this mentality is what truly deprives,
It wasn't you
About the Creator
Phoenix S.
Creating to heal the wounds I unfortunately call home.


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