the endlessness of forgotten space

This loneliness is like untethered space
I canít hold you down long enough
to feel alive
but Iím not quite resigned
to the ghosts inside
that speak of demons
and darkness and peace

Letting go feels like death
and long forgotten promises

I want to live beyond
the sadness of my soul
to a place where life
feels worth living

Iím not there yet
And every day feels like
a metaphor
in my unbought coffin

If I donít make a will
I donít have to think about
the reality of dying

It doesnít matter
that I still have secrets left to spill
some days are better left
and unbroken
in their tortured continuity

Like the airlessness of space
there is no air left to breathe
between us
and the falter of your heart beat
against my bowed head
reminds me that nothing
lasts forever

© Indie Adams 2015
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 1st May 2015
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