Pour it down

 

Daybreak emptiness

fills this husk

with a feint hint of nothingness.

I listen to sad songs

feeling the pain, the rust

that stains every note.

The misplaced trust

that fills you up.

I drink the tears that rain,

pour it all down my throat.

I want to feel my stomach

bloated on the misery.

I want the emotions to rush through me.

 

I let the songs play.

Hearing love

that has gone astray,

hearing hurt

from deep within.

Connecting.

Deeply, intimately

with all the words contained

in their liquid fluidity.

I want it to pelt me

like rain from above.

Wash me

in this painful love,

let me take the sting

for each of us.

 

I listen intently,

hearing that container split

that distinct soundtrack.

A hairline crack snaking

down its sides.

The music and hurt. Aching deep in the pit

of stomachs shredded lining, where the butterflies

have all died.

All the emotion, pain that had lain inside

starts to slip, sliding, seeping

through the glass.

And I say release.

Let go of that pain at last.

Let that worry flow free.

I'll drink it down

to stop the torment

from drowning you

If it will help you fly free.

 

 

 

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