there I go again tumbling feet first into my mouth pulling memories like bone shards fragmented and buried deeper than..... you still don't know how much you move me the words may fall jagged, drawing blood but's it's my own that I bleed. I know I should take it all back I told you too much when I can't be what we both wish I could be but it doesn't stop me wishing doesn't stop me calling moonbeams or chasing rabbits down down down and this all just spits in spurts like spasms nothing flows freely nothing makes sense except for the horrible bone shattering truth that after all these years, I do still love you.Birth sign: Scorpio
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