Shelved

 

You shelve me

like all past projects,

I sit on display,

a wilted houseplant

on the windowsill.

A heart transplant

gone astray.

You project

your thoughts

upon me,

and wonder

why

my petals have died

away.

Blame me for

not growing,

whilst

only

providing

a non-nurturing

environment.

I mean,

there isnt

even any water

running,

and I’m thirsty.

 

But you walk on by

as my leaves wither

and die.

I watch summer pass

through the

condensation

stained glass,

my dry eyes, crack,

but no 

tears have I

left to cry.

Just another

faded flower on a shelf.

My colour, my health,

drained into

the soil at my feet.

 

I watch spiders creep

over the windowsill,

forming cobwebs

at my feet.

But you didn’t see

my beauty, now just a memory,

as I lay on the soil,

my reflection

soiled by the days

of neglect.

For you've gone away.

Leaving me

and the insects

to wilt into the end

of another summer’s day.

Starry night

 

Starry night,

dreams drift

across your light,

stories projecting

in the sparkling unknown.

And I’m home,

letting them drop around me

like snowfall from heaven.

 

Starry night.

The swirling blues,

the purples mixed

into magenta hues,

the dots of yellow and white,

the perfect sight.

And in amongst your rainbow

dreams, those seed sown

in fitful sleep sweep up

the stardust and build

a new story for us.

 

And I wish to walk

into this new world

with a bravery unmatched.

To not fear what may

lay along the path.

I wish to walk with my eyes open wide.

To see every starburst sight

illuminate my mind.

I want to follow where

the shooting stars guide.

Whilst watching comets glide

like swans upon a glassy lake.

 

But where did the laughter go?

Why does it feel like

I’m walking in treacle?

Why does it feel so cold,

when your heart burns like the sun?

 

So starry night

inspire in me the strength I need

to keep facing every obstacle,

to keep jumping every hurdle

even when my knees feel weak and frail,

and when I fail lift me up, dust me off

with your starry love,

and show me that

there is more to come,

and that no matter

how alone I may feel,

I always have you to call upon.

Memory foam

 

I sink into you

like memory foam,

it’s like you've never been away,

like the story didn’t end.

I feel at home,

when you hold me this way,

and I’m dreaming.

Oooh could this be

Heaven,

or hell on earth?

For my heart is melding

itself into a mistake.

 

I shouldn’t be here,

I shout inside my mind.

I scream to get out,

before I fall blindly

into the imprint

of all those bad times,

but my lips stay silent

as yours seek mine.

 

I sink into you

like memory foam,

and you walk over me

like you always do,

but for a second

I don’t mind.

The way you hold my hand,

the way you say

something kind.

The way you lie.

It feels like home.

And I stay silent

as your lips seek mine.

 

I shouldn’t be here.

The memory foam

moulds all those years,

into a crater of heartbreak,

that my fingers struggle to climb.

It holds so many layers,

all those tears.

All the ways I was cut down.

All the ways

you sowed doubt inside.

So, I walk outside

and leave yesterday behind.