The Gatekeeper



I've lost it again, oh dear, what have I done? 

I've lost what I was looking for.

 I can't use this face today, I have to put on the other one. 

The face that does not show my despair, my age, my soul. 

The face that is innocent and whole, without regret and faithful still. 

I've forgotten where I put it, and my arms have fallen down, my face is swollen with salt and pollen and my legs are wasted. 

The dust has collected where our fingerprints left and the imprint of your chuckle is glued into my skull, and my stomach is engorged. 

I am purging, I am longing, choking from lack of air and dying from lack of clarity.

I'm just so tired. 

I can't stop looking now, but I don't think it wants to be found.

I don't think it knows that it is missing, my other half.

The broken pieces, the tarnished everything. I'm so lost.

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