Mar 25

Comatose Eyes

As I settle upon the dark branches,

I feel the urge to climb higher despite already being at the top.

As I settle upon the dark branches,

I grip onto them as the wind threatens to blow me over.

As I settle upon the dark branches,

I look towards the extraordinary sky.

Why can’t I stay here?

As I look down at the ground,

I can feel fear enveloping my forgotten heart.

As I look down at the ground,

I can see his darkened eyes that settle upon me with pity.

As I look down at the ground,

An overwhelming sense of loss grabs me.

As I look down at the ground,

I can only fear what is to come.

Why must I go?

To whom do I belong

If no one is to care?

To whom do I belong

If I let myself off of this beacon of hope?

To whom do I belong

When he gets tired and lets me go?

To whom do I belong

If I stray in this barren wasteland?

Why is this so difficult?

I regret so much

As I slowly climb down the dead branches.

I regret so much

As I count how many times I said “I love you” and realize it was never close to enough.

I regret so much

As I dangle from the last branch.

Why didn’t I say goodbye?

As I stare into his eyes,

I want to see them all once more, but know it is far too late.

As I stare into his eyes,

I know that they all would want me to move on like they have.

As I stare into his eyes,

I realize how long I’ve been holding onto nothing and let go of that one branch.

Why am I allowing myself to suffer like this?

He grabs my hand,

And I accept my death day.

I know this is the last time I’ll ever say these words to you,

But just know I love you.

 
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