Thursday 6 February 2014

catharsis .

I had a glass or two, just to take the edge off
And it worked for a while
But morning comes early on late nights alone
No one knows better than I do.

I chased you down with deep red wine
And still you bubbled to the top
Making me regret every sea-parting kiss
And the nights we forgot about gravity.
girls with soul covered by glacier. now they are melting and our bodies are drowning in a cold ocean. we dream death.
People have written novels and plays -
About the way your voice sounds in the dark
And where they went to get theirs back -
And I'm beginning to realize they've been healing me (slowly). 

So forgive me for reaching for their words
Instead of picking up the phone
This time.

S.  

12 comments:

  1. i love your writing, and i really love this x

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  2. your writing is incredible. the way you translate your feelings is just so special.

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  3. Short and powerful. I don't know how not to use so many words.

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  4. so potent. your writing never ceases to astound me.

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  5. Incredible... this is passionate, raw and real...

    The line below spoke to me of what I am dealing with now...

    And still you bubbled to the top
    Making me regret every sea-parting kiss
    And the nights we forgot about gravity.

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  6. Sometimes the words of others are the only things that can heal you. You realize that there is a way to come out of the sadness. Your words have helped me do that many times.

    Em
    Tightrope to the Sun

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  7. This strikes me right in the heart.
    But even if I reached the phone
    he never reaches back
    my hand would just remain
    hanging in the dark.

    God damn it.

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  8. You really put the most beautiful words together. My goodness, you are flawless.

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  9. you should post more often, I love your blog

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