Poems from chiaramartinez
The undivided attention of my mind is the court and you, sir, are the king.
You scaled the high walls around my heart,
and buried yourself...
When my head hurts
I like to pretend you are thinking of me
so that my heart isn't so lonely in its pain.
And everytime I want to speak your name
I bite my tongue until I draw blood,
so that bitterness is in my mouth as well as my heart.
Lately, I've been doing so well at forgetting you
but today you crept into the dusty corners of my memory,
until you mosied your way into...
I’m waiting for the day I will wake up
Eyes open, glazed over, seeing blindly
Touching, but not feeling, encased in fine glass
Dreaming and...