September 24th 2013

Every time I reach out for someone all I need to do is remind myself of the emptiness that has been growing inside me. It has not shrunk or been filled by kisses or sweet words, drugs or drinks. It has slowly seeped from my brain to the chambers of my heart incubated by growing doubts I casually push aside. When I reach out for band aids and quick fixes all I have to do is remind myself of the last time and how all that got me is here - more empty and less sure.

Loneliness is Tiring

Run.
Run.
Run.
Run me ragged
Run me dry
Run the course
To love, good bye.
Run away
Too soon, too late
Run to sadness,
Run to hate.
I'm tired now
My veins run dry
Tears I have plenty,
They boil inside. 

Your eyes are planetesimals,
Your heart a universe sustained by galaxies of lovers.
My mind is filled with dark matter
Space fills me and empties me
The exploration of my desires uncovers stellar remnants;
A matter passed between us from when I stood on the edge of the milky way.