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asleep at last

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from the knees I'm paralyzed
with carpal tunnel hands that keep me alive
plucked like grand piano strings
kept out of tune and paved with melted glass
you're only an illusion that will never pass
and holds on to me like dethroned kings

the tv hums a static melody
and my motivation's slowly leaving me
kept deaf and bittersweet
between dry lips that can't say what they mean
like marionette hearts pouring out their seams
to walk on their own feet

and I still can't tell north from south
these little words creep from your mouth
I'll never forget the taste
with our toes stuck in pallid sand
the cold complexion of your hand
bruises healing with haste

and I've forgotten how to bring myself back to life
forgotten the cadence of your voice when you clutch the knife
and I can't quite seem to begin
or end the way I used to know
eyelids dragging back from the afterglow
the sweet resolutions collapsing back to sin

and it's like the top of a tower, abandoned
where you look down but never around
I knew it'd come back to me one day
but I didn't think it'd be so soon
and you're brilliant in the afternoon
but the moon just carries me away

I just need some time to rest and stabilize
to get some sleep, try to close my eyes
and exist in a land afar
where all the world's a whisper to me
and all the world's in shambles
and I'm still in shambles
the fog eats the stars
the train brakes hissing to me
its steam clouds my heart
but it keeps it beating
and I'll keep on living
somehow.
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