Vodka bottles sleep in our bed tonight
And we sleep on the floor
Darkness hugs both of us
Embraces us
And we embrace it back
Lips too red, blood on each corner
Eyes too red, tears on each corner
My words get stuck in my throat, choking me
And I reach a shaky arm towards your body
Try to touch your icy skin
Perhaps I could color your veins in red again
But you’re too far
And the pills on both of your eyes look back at me
Taunt me
I pull my body up
Crawl next to you
Tears drop on your yellowish face
I wish I could kiss you hard enough for time to go back
Perhaps I could save you
Save myself, too
But the Gods turn their backs on us
And my mother tells me to turn my back on you
I can’t end up like you
A lost soul
Dead and forgotten
Lips too pale to kiss
Heart too heavy to beat
Sirens
Voices
Cries
How do I let go of your hand?
If your hand can’t let go of mine?
And how do I forget you?
If your face looks like mine.
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