“I saw you again last night, in my dreams. I knew it was a dream, but still…for the first time in weeks I felt warm…”

This body is rejecting me, slowly and slowly.

My bones of collagen and calcium phosphate

Feel the constant friction of running away.

My once solid steps now falter,

As if I am walking on sand.

The only way I can move

Is to burn it all into sharp glass.

And so I am a fragile mess,

A transparent coward,

Unwilling to take a single step

Because the next mistake I make

Is sure to shatter whatever’s left

Of the person I wanted to be..

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