The Beginning

Don’t Leave Me in the Dark

Sometimes I smile out of habit.   I don’t notice when it’s dishonest, Because I’m so used to convincing myself it’s true. You can fake it so much that it turns into your reality, Even when you are pretending.   But sometimes pretending seems more familiar to me than reality. I continue repeating and hearing… Continue reading Don’t Leave Me in the Dark

him

Clarity.

Time seems to hide in my moments of clarity, Like days will melt into years With quiet mornings and him Holding my hand And drinking coffee. But it is morning, And I am alone. His body is molded into a plastic chair Learning coded messages From pieces of technology As he sends words to me… Continue reading Clarity.