Saturday, October 17, 2015

What paradox is this?

You never 
completely feel 
somethings presence 
until it no longer exists


The darkness you once swore 
e|n|g|u|l|f|e|d you
illuminates brighter 
than any feeling 
ever possibly could

I fear,
I feel

Magic belongs here

I write because you exist 
You are an echo
& I paint with words


My heart is an empty book
these bones are an empty shell


Unspoken vibrations
breakdown my hold.

This grasp loosens,
my world shakes
along with my voice.