I forget how our story started; but these days I’m finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where I left the words standing with sore feet.
ODD KENI guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.
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And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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Often times the language is different; by which I mean, I love her, and it’s the only stammer I’ve ever known.
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I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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This ‘missing you’ It begs for water; it cries your name.
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I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.
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I’ve been quiet most of today. By which I mean I can see myself in the mirror; And believe me it is something hard to look at these days.
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Somedays depression is tender, as though hurting is just an art; and that maybe she didn’t break me more than enough!
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I’ve been to the countryside a couple of times. Somedays it is all wood and grass and empty. Other days it feels like you!
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I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
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All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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Perhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
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Sometimes even in pain we smile to the world until we think we’re dying.
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