I have looked at myself
From the edges of reason
That both my sanity and insanity
Springs forth like seasons
Out of my distances from you.
I have allowed the outer rims
Of my diffused sanity
To fritter away into crumbs
Of misplaced memories
From my time with you.
I have often found myself being unreasonable
When I am away from you.
And generally insane
When it was time for her to go, it was also time for me to
let go. Once an irritant is washed out, they say you can start seeing better
immediately. All that stupid tears and all that rubbing of the soul, until your
eyelids would cry out, no more, no more. And then, just like that, one fine
day, I wake up, and she was gone. As
the train chugged out
The tracks cried out in senseless
creaks of half despair