I want to be able to give you the stars to pick them from the dark empty misty sky as they shine for you but I fear you’ll only use them as stepping stones to get further away from me. the moon longs to be appreciated shining into your life but you only use it to light your way. the wind moves and whispers your name on a frosty deadly night yet you ignore it as you strive for your goal. though I could give you the world, my world. you only use it to get higher and higher. always wanting more. never taking in the scene surrounding you. never paying enough attention to become breathless. you may see me walk past me in the streets, but you’ll never know I exist because it’s no longer a world you live in. you live with your head in the clouds. the highest you’ll ever reach because though I tried to give you the world you wanted the whole of space. eventually it was too much to trail behind your amazing accomplishments, so I curled up like a Fox in its den preparing for winter. it was like a car when it hit me. You may be true, beautiful, even graceful however its all a shade of yourself there’s a dark course that runs through your veins making you into the monster that lives not only under my bed but also in my head. you took something so much worse than fear you took love you took my beating heart and with your strong hands you crushed it, shattered it into a thousand pieces and scattered them over this very planet we live on, I am unable to find even one piece. I no longer search for the most beautiful rose for you or crawl after you through all weather’s and seasons, everything is dull and grey. the world that I used to know so bright and happy crubbles away from me. you you you.
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Everything is dull and greg indeed.
Wonderful piece 🙂 I enjoyed reading it. Speaks from the heart.
Thank you. Nothing is just black and white, it’s the grey in between which makes life. I really enjoy writing so thanks again
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I like it. Different but good