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.