WaKip
what is it like to fall?
looking into pools of
blue, the warmth of
your hands, the pink
of your lips. What does
it mean to love?
pull me in, hold me
tight. Keep my interest
as I am such a flighty
creature, I need you to
keep sparking the fire,
so that we may burn for
years to come.
i'm confused, frustrated
at the end of the line and
I keep inching back. I feel
the wind; no wall to back
into. No bounds to stop
this spiral.
I am my own worst enemy.
there's a balance to be
struck, the tightrope
between creativity and
burnout; a match lit from
both ends.
I don't know when to stop.
when the mist of the rainy
day hits me, i'll grow, reach
to the sky. I'll be facing the
sun, and i'll be tall as a building
no one can tear me down.
i wish it was as easy as
"just speak" a locked zipper
on my lips, and heaviness
in my chest. The words are
caught in my throat and
I can't even breathe.
i'll sing when i'm driving
sing when I'm sad, happy
sing in the shower, during
chores, i'll sing with
everything I have
If only it means you'll hear me,
watching through a foggy lens
no rose tinted glasses here,
yet obscured all the same.
I loved you but I never
really knew you, did I?
ask me to join you
involve me in your
plans, think of me
first when making
them, or at least at
all.
Maybe then I'd feel like you love me.
the image I see, a picture
of me, I don't recognize the
dead fish look in my eyes
or the false smile.
I don't need to fake it anymore.
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