Sometimes it etches

Sometimes it etchesit can only come through certain meansa word that’s embedded in nonsensein lines that aren’t continuousin languages unspokenbody parts unseen In flickers of candle lights at nightwhen one’s alone in the darkin blistering pain, hungerfrustration, exhaustion, boredomin the pain of a headachewhen one wants to dance but one can’t in the right placeContinue reading “Sometimes it etches”

Emotional apathy

It’s not you. It’s how much I was into you. How I soaked in each layer of your skin How I was blind towards everything else besides your face That now comes in my nightmares sometimes It scares me, this lack of care in your eyes When to me, they were your most wonderful ofContinue reading “Emotional apathy”