I’m like a bird
Free in the way that doesn’t land
Circling because the ground
Still asks too much
We’re on top of the world
Until we’re not
Until gravity remembers us
This boundary was not for
Anyone else but me
A quiet fence I built
So I wouldn’t keep bleeding
Where I already knew it hurt
I feel so down I don’t know
How I can make it work
I slept all day to greet the world tomorrow
And tomorrow arrives anyway,
Still carrying the sadness
I want fun
A drink.
A smoke.
A moment that doesn’t ask me
To be whole
Inescapable me
I’m torn up
I hope I find myself tomorrow,
But I can’t decide
If tomorrow wants me yet
I don’t know if I will ever go home
I know I don’t want to
And thinking I don’t have to
Makes me happy in a way
That surprises me
I can’t make sense of life
Right now
Standing in the middle of my
Essence falling apart,
Trying to conjugate a future
That won’t sit still
I just need fun
Relaxation
Something in me
Something to me
This is the moment before resilience —
Love has left,
And meaning has no resemblance
The structure I believed in is gone
The effort no longer feels legible
The world loses saturation
Something careful
Was treated carelessly
She responded with love
Because she knows who I am —
Not because she didn’t feel anything
Whatever I once was
And I don’t have to earn that grace
By suffering forever
The love for me is great at home,
Somehow I don’t think I can circle back to it
I will return to my mother
© GÄ
Poétique 