house in winter
mother told me never leave the door open
the palm trees outside sway under lamplights
car engines sputtering around the cul de sac
cool of weathers pressed against my cheek
scents of cobbler a distance away, they smile
laugh joyous choirs of music, my heart sinking
the shutters are closed, the light barely
glistening onto the ceiling, yesterday once
splattered notes on worthless letters
darkened writing on top of pained paper
the howl on the moon louder than my words
my room, trapping walls, dozens of years in hell
the door is frozen shut, handle cold to touch
pressed cheek against the breathy windows
tears mimicking the fall on the other side
flowers fallen apart, autumn trees shiver
paranoia finding its way back to me, save me
from horror of what life’s become, broken realities
i’m waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel
i’ve been empty as of late, waiting for tomorrow
staggering brains, playing all the games, where
call me asleep frail, bleeding on the sheets, let me
feel something, i’m done, mania shouts jump, i do
the words inside the cards, guess again-
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