the snow falls silently
tonight
there is a cover
from the head,
the weakness that plagues the heart
black and cold
a rattle to shake but no audience to stir
a key to hold
for a door with no lock
luck but nothing to throw it against
and its still
the way the world should be.
my breathing is shallow
and the fingertips are fading
to much pressure
give them something to hold
a knife
a pen
a heart
id kiss the sky if it would let me
someone just needs to let me in
mostly self and the walls get stronger each day
inches in the snow and hours are my enemy
i was told i had no time,
so i needed to take it
like the shit you gave
the money and the material
the maternal overbearing
the losses and the screams
built for a different day
not a better one.
maybe a better way to die
turn the snow red
freeze in the moment
focus on the last drifting flake
a gentle kiss from the sky as
my eyes close and
the goodbyes need not be said
it will all be gone tomorrow.
the red and the white.
the yellow and the brown
the mistakes wont
the regret wont
she will be
i wont.
