Fragile leaves hit the ground. the cold air drifts
into my lungs. I see your face through the fog.
reminds me of the dreams you lost. I can see it
in your eyes. you’re broken down; your hands are
tied. I can feel it in my side. over and over and
over I’ve tried. you’re broken down; your hands
are tied. and I know you cannot hide. over and
over and over I’ve tried. it broke my heart. it
felt so good to see you. I’ve never been one to
put my trust in. when did I become so weak, or
have I always been? I can’t put all this back in
place. this gaping hole in my chest is filled
with deceit. I fear that all my cries fell upon
deaf ears. I caress flesh with severed nerves. I
go veiled in darkness and disease. this november
swallows me whole. and this may be the closest
thing that you’ll ever receive to an apology. I
close my eyes and I can see you dead.
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