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Austin

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

4 poems·Since June 2013
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Sinkhole

January 28, 2014

Your words caved into my heart

Collapsed my chest

You stunned me with your lips

And I woke up in a crypt

 

It’s dark in this grave that you put me in,

And I wonder how deep you buried me

Will I ever again see the light of day?

Or am I left down here to decay?

 

We built a home in a coffin,

And I was sucked by a sinkhole to the center of the Earth.

You watched me drown in blackness as

I descended into eternity without you.

 

But this is what you wanted,

And what you wanted was not me.

Deep inside, as I cried, your sorrow façade became clear to me.

Goodnight world, and to people like you.

Maybe down here, I won’t be hurt again.

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