terabithia II

the soundtrack
and chills as
I slice, I will.

I will do better,
I will lie to only
to save you.

as I lay and ponder,
I revel myself
and I find you more.

I trace that fear, that love
that first time, marks,
marks appear.

the noise of familiar,
of touching, of
little deaths,
of why.

I don't know how, the making
I don't know why, the crying,
I don't say anything, I know it's
something else

there is a place you visit, and
you stay and stay and stay;
there is a lapse in you and you
remember the visit and you
come back and you are not attached
to yourself anymore.

just because its terabithia,
it's a forest of
ponder and animals and friends.
I can't be the bearer of all the world
and why do you do what you do and
make me guess and gasp and
hate me?