Half of My Soul's Demise
A gaggle of bones, almost flat in the sheets
with barely a glimpse of your honest blue eyes
I know that the tiredness is overwhelming
barreling down in white elephant dreams
Filling the air up with breath like you're living
but twitching in limbs like there's static inside
If I could lay by you, like when I was little
I think I might mend, a fresh stitch full at least
You were the other half of all of my thoughts
catching my eyes in a world without words
These thoughts are trapped as you lie alone dying
so half of my soul is at death's door with you.
I don't know if we should just push our way through.
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