Submissions by sacredspxce

I snuggle into your warmth,
A phantom projection of my own.

Bare feet, cold tile,
I don't put on the lights because that's something you would do.

This house feels so big,
The halls feel empty,
My soul is silent.

There is no laughter;
I've forgotten how to smile.

There's static in your memory.
We live in s t a c c a t o;
I can't seem to make my way fully back into your orbit.

I waited for reality to crash
And it answered me.

Take me out,
one last time.
Fake me out,
like...

Headache left my bed for work,
leaving everything in its place and inviting Empty to keep me company.
Empty is comfortable with the spoken word poetry but vacuums the vocals from my throat and from my music, so we can cuddle and snap along with the audience.

I fail to notice as he swallows me.
it's too dark to feel myself falling.

above me is the height of Stress,
below me is the drop to Silence,
and my surface area is coated with Exhaustion.

you say I'm wandering but not lost, well
I'm falling but not crashing.
you say...