Bleeding Ink (drowning)

This room slowly fills with water

I’m adrift

Not at peace

Just adrift

Hollowed gray

My insides have long burned out

As have my eyes

I listen to the words in my head

The birds of prey

Fall from this night sky

—-

Similar

(Whispers)

(Voices)

Echoes

From outside the door

I can feel myself

Getting bad again

I am becoming

The me

That you never

knew

He hasn’t been around much

I am trying

Against all pain

The room drowns out

All the daylight

I keep giving away …

Giving away

I’m going away

(I’ll never say)

(Hiding)

It’s all so clear

The room disappears

—-

And all the time

Falls from the clock in the kitchen

Where we hid our weapons

Even you

Can use

And

I won’t confess

It’s a drowning

I’ll write no words

All this time

All this time…

Bleeding Ink #1,369

We get the days

We’re allowed

All of these

And none

Are guaranteed

The earth gives up the rain

And

Doesn’t claim it

Possess it

It always returns

Like the dew in the morning

The tide

There with the moon …

I don’t want to possess you

You are not poetry

But even so…

—-

Is there a word...

to express

slow heat

simmering

your eyes

your lips

until we touch again

I can still feel your kiss …

Bleeding ink #1,368

The sky is white

But you can taste the darkness inside

This hollow

This void

These eyes have been empty for sometime ——

These weapons

These sharp objects

Too too many

That we hide behind —-

Let this go

This hurt

Let this go

This pain

Let this go

Gently ——

Like the leaves

With their colours

The trees

Lose their leaves

The ocean with it’s tide

It always comes back in

The sunrise

Gives way for the

sunset

The moon

For the sunrise

We have to let go of things gently ——

We are meant to walk together

To love

But go boldly

Go strongly

And let go

Of things gently

So they can come back to you