Chaser

Gravity pulled
Me to the ground
                 As your scream

Suffocates

Like clouds that cling to my

outside

What is in my cup.....

I thought the begining of this year had left my spirit but I feel like I have just pulled back the past and wrapped it over my back like an old wooly jumper that smells like burnt out fire embers.

I keep dreaming of the people.  Why am I so overcome by my own emotion  even though I removed the past life.  And now you blow around like smoke, weaving across my heart

And I hold tight onto the flesh to make sure the beat is there.....

                        

When will you fold away into the dark......

Cup, not
Defined by my
Truth

From the Apartment

To the darkness that rages deep

To the gut turning YOU create

To the anxious heart you shake

I remember

Clutching at my flesh and

Weaving it back together

With golden thread

Making myself whole

To the pain you stir

To the memory of what was

And what you did

The uncertainty now returns

And MY heart needs mending again

YOU are in the dark of me