I don’t think I know anyone

All hearts are foreign to me

Have I ever even loved? Have I ever set someone free

Why do my heartbeats echo just to hurt the ones I need 



The angry burn will not release me
I try to sleep but the wind in my chest is freezing
My eyelids are heavy but the memories are heavier
I cannot let go of the past and the future


For a brief time,
The sunlight will graze my eyes

And my words will haze and thrive

And the colors will paint my pain

Roses and thorns and stains

The grating will give way to whispers
The blossom will silence the scream

i will reflect on the stars and on wonder
(do you love her?)

Until the aching returns to my dreams.