shaking you off of my shoulders would be a burden lifted,
a deep breath out i know i’ve been holding,
(you’re crushing my frame)
my soul was never supposed to be the color of the night sky,
my mind should never have searched for comfort in the stars.
i shrank from the sun’s rays,
afraid it’s light would find its way into my viens,
boiling my blood and scorching my bones.
(maybe it could burn you too)
i never realized the catastrophe you hid beneath your skin,
maybe because i was busy hiding mine too.
our secrets lay behind bloodshot eyes,
yours more chaotic than my own,
(that’s what you told yourself)
i’m tired to tell you to stop spilling sugar,
all over my wounds.
(the sticky residue is starting to itch)
I love the way you incorporated the parentheses within the poem, like afterthoughts or little mantras that the speaker can’t say. I enjoy everything you write, especially poetry. You have this way of creating a world in barely five hundred words, giving everything including emotion to the reader. I really liked this 🙂