Free Falling
1.
Regret burns like an infant’s
hand pressed against a
frosted window, cracked with
cold and dying.
Bathed in a light that’s more
than heaven but less than hell,
we beg for a
release that is buried and locked.
2.
Glass-blown tears are marked as
weak and wrong –
our kind falls to the ways of
denying a humanity that
won’t be denied.
Your name is scrawled across
my wrist (my lifeline)
and it makes me want to stab my
vampire-sharp teeth in
and dig it out.
3.
Earaches screech like barely-
avoided accidents and I
scream
like someone burning alive.
You showed me you could control me
but I already knew that.
I’m insane, not stupid, and I
suffocatingly give up to you – it
hurts like love.
4.
Nightmares crawl inside my eyes
and sleep there until
a thought triggers them awake and
like faeries, they dance across my vision.
I’m perched on the edge of the fall,
waiting to jump.
Regret burns like an infant’s
hand pressed against a
frosted window, cracked with
cold and dying.
Bathed in a light that’s more
than heaven but less than hell,
we beg for a
release that is buried and locked.
2.
Glass-blown tears are marked as
weak and wrong –
our kind falls to the ways of
denying a humanity that
won’t be denied.
Your name is scrawled across
my wrist (my lifeline)
and it makes me want to stab my
vampire-sharp teeth in
and dig it out.
3.
Earaches screech like barely-
avoided accidents and I
scream
like someone burning alive.
You showed me you could control me
but I already knew that.
I’m insane, not stupid, and I
suffocatingly give up to you – it
hurts like love.
4.
Nightmares crawl inside my eyes
and sleep there until
a thought triggers them awake and
like faeries, they dance across my vision.
I’m perched on the edge of the fall,
waiting to jump.