Tuesday, August 12

the sky was dark this morning
not a bird in the trees.
and silence hung suspicious and anxious
like a blanket covered scream.

shades of sun in my head
blistered skin turning red
i can't complain.
it's something to do
to cloud my mind and erase you.

if you're gone
and i'm alone
whose heart will i scar down here?
drag this frown from my face
force a smile to take its place.
i can pretend that i'm not confused
but i don't need the likes of you.

and you were gone
you were not there.
and i cursed the sky and
begged the sun
to fall all over me.
this life's not living.
living ain't free.
if i can't find my way back to me
let the sun fall down over me.

a sunburnt scar.