Confessions | The Series

#6 I'll be whoever I need to be to move on. Even if it's the worst part of me.

Confessions | The Series

#5 I still sleep only on my side of the bed. Just in case you need to come back.

Tangible Imaginary

I'm hanging on the edge of the abyss, looking down. Behind me are the orcs, coming fast and loud.
My heart starts to panic, jumping out of my chest.
There's no escaping the pain, so I fall
But I don't hit the ground.
Not for a while.
Falling is not bad, I can't feel anything, I'm numb.
It feels like I could deal with falling.
It feels like I could keep falling forever and I wouldn't mind.
That's until the ground finds me.
Then I break every single bone.
My heart keeps racing and shrieking at the same time.
I think I should've take the orcs. At least it would be quick.
Pain.
I just want all of this to go away.
Getting up is a disaster.
I forgot my bones are gone.
So I just lay there, waiting for something to happen.
The rain falls and fixes my skeleton.
Now I stand and start walking. It's dark down here.
I light a match and then a cigarette.
A whole pack of cigarettes is done in a matter of minutes.
I just keep going. But not really.
More like crawling.
The same feeling of when I was falling hangs over me.
Numbness.
If an orc came right this instant,
wanting to chop my head off, I'd probably let him do it.
Too weak to even raise my hand.
And I keep crawling.
Not sure of anything.
Just waiting for an end.

Confessions | The Series

#4 I'm so sick of feeling like shit day after day. Just sick of it.

Overwhelmed

I feel like a fool.
I feel too much.
I care too much.
I wait too much.
I love too much.
I'm too much.

I'm an idiot.

No one does the same.
I'm just alone in all this.
So I'm shutting the door.
And I'm trying not to feel so much.

Because I'll just get hurt over and over.
And I'll just be alone, again.

Confessions | The Series

#3 I don't regret pretending to be asleep.

Confessions | The Series

#2 I lied. I was awake when she sang me to sleep after those terrible nightmares.

Oblivion

I woke up
from a
dream

It was the
sweetest
of them all

I wrote poems
to a
bare
back

The spine line
perfectly subtle

The shine
was hitting
just
right

The silhouette
spoke
in warm tongues

Limbs collided
harmoniously
and
I kept
counting

The heartbeats
I thought
were mine

Eyes confided
silent secrets

A melody of
souls
joined
intertwined
inseparable

I woke up
from a
dream

Wishing
to go
back
to bed