Friday, June 17
buried
i got down on my hands and knees,
into this dirt. into this new beginning.
i buried you there.
i dug. my back burned in the sun.
this is where i met you.
in this red dirt that smells like...
dust. things forgotten.
layer upon layer.
like carrying a pack of rocks,
i carried the weight of...you.
my soul exhausted and my eyes blinded.
tired. tired.
always tired.
lay it down.
bury it.
so i did.
i dug until my lungs collapsed inside my chest,
and i could barely breathe from working so hard.
like the sun setting in the cerulean sky,
silvery threads shone out and faded dark.
this is the day i buried the goodbyes that always changed who we were.
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I never have the words to say. Which is why I have been bad at commenting lately.
ReplyDeletehi i love you and that's okay. i'll be here even when you don't have the words.
DeleteSo many feels and pretty words in one post, too much to handle.
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