Unwritten Absence

I see it right there, the subtle changes, As you tuck those toes underneath your tights, Fighting behind silences and sickening sunrises, Contain yourself, you might cross a fire you can’t outcry, I can hardly see those eyes through the mirror, hollowing through like a swirling tip of a tornado, As if muffled drums were held still on cotton gloves, The tiny twitches as you twist those thoughts, Drowning in words to the point you see no light, I guess your lips have learnt the lungs of quiet, And your tears have tasted grace of terrors, You’ve gone far enough and I hope you find north, Walking in shattered bones one too many times, Swimming through waves like a forgotten shadow, Forgive me for this outrageously unwritten absence, Pretending perfection while these veins remain paralyzed, What more of your heart is left to give, When you’ve played it like a tune with a broken grove, The beastly blues voicing it’s protective aggressions, Maybe one day I’ll love you out loud and all your shortcomings, In the meantime I shall learn to make peace with breaths you take.