This Is How I Save Myself
Your name, I whisper like hushed lullabies
Trying not to notice the crack in my voice
Every time I do so.
I attempt to make lovely things
Out of pain and misery and tragedies
That seethe my insides;
I try not to wake the monster that
Sleeps within my soul
But you have always been a ghost,
And so I turn you into poetry.
Copyright © Elaine Rochelle Vivo | Year Posted 2015
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