I walk into the darkness
Feeling a strange divide
Can't quite put my finger on it but the silence of the journey has placed a question mark in the middle of my heart
A stark contrast to yesterdays open, honesty...
Wait.. I felt it yesterday too so it must've been the time before that
Almost like you were concentrating really really hard on some spec of sunshine
So that you didn't disappear completely
Veins pump with quick uncertainty
Don't need for you to humour me
Spent too long burying the feelings from the last time
Stung by the repetition of pretending all is fine
Looking me dead in the eye and forcing a smile
Unsure as to why
Thought we had passed that place
Don't need for you to humour me
Backward steps
False pretence
Fake reassurance
For I am humourless
Humourless
Strawberry's covered in cocoa and pink fizz
My attempts to make something homely and familiar in this strange place now feel... Futile
Some infantile attempt at creating a single smile
All it did was cast a strange shadow over features
Eyes become distant
Maybe I'm still simply not enough
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1 comment:
Actually, the truth is you are more than enough. you are so much more than enough that many around you are embarrassed by how they measure up and there are only two ways to look big. they both work. 1) pull you down or 2) grow up. and too many chooose number 1
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