9. Fingers


My fingers are wanting
They could stick like daggers and
leave you with the emptiness you already have
I am standing in a room full of
shattered whispers,
bits and pieces of an old life built upon silly flowers
But it is soft,
and beautiful,
and dynamic

I have let you down

I have let the dirty secret out,
let the catalyst take its turn
let you slip away forever

and ever.

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SSmoothie's picture

Wow I loved this it is awesome

Really great write well done!!!

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ยก$&am

life_used_to_be_lifelike's picture

Thank you very much!

Thank you very much!

"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.