Impossible
to feel the right way
impossible
to say the right thing
leave my head spinning
at least that makes sense
while the world is crumbling
over words said wrong
deeds not done
whatever
just leave me spinning
i have been all along
Impossible
to feel the right way
impossible
to say the right thing
leave my head spinning
at least that makes sense
while the world is crumbling
over words said wrong
deeds not done
whatever
just leave me spinning
i have been all along
Known for
taking the easy way out
and
biding time.
Neither is fair really
but hesitation is left to reign
and feelings sink passed the point
of no return.
What if I just
did the hard thing?
I never embraced the fear in love
quite right,
got it out of the way
and under my skin
faster than the all encompassing terror
and blinding doubts
doubling down before my eyes.
But I think I'm finally ready to be terrified
I.
I thought it'd mean more
if my love took a form I could touch
something visceral, physical.
I turned love into carbon
only to realize
by making it a totem,
I assured it's destruction.
Now my love is just
another physical thing
breaking down
turning to ashes and dust.
II.
My love's carbon footprint
takes an unbearable toll
on the physical world.
In theory, it's so beautiful,
but in actuality, it's presence in nature
is utterly merciless.
My love is an invasive species with no regard
for the natural order.
Nature doesn't need my love.
Once my love became carbon
all the most beautiful things in nature
disappeared;
everything gold was lost.
And I guess now
I'm just sorry I loved you so much.
I'm so full of words, I'm drowning.
Dying to say to you
everything I'm feeling
since our love turned blue.
I fear I'm bitter, losing touch.
Itching every scratch
trying to rewrite the past.
I'm just watching days float by
longing to rewind.
Or not. Who knows?
Maybe it's just about control.
It's hard to even know what I want anymore.
Closure? Sure, but what a fallacy!