I whisper a lullaby into the night,
I let it leave my lips like a breath of air,
I pray to some unknown deity that it reaches the cusp of
your ear,
And I wait.
My head pounds and my heart throbs,
I write down words of love and kindness
I write down the words you deserve
And I wait.
Legs crossed and arms folded
I survey the damage you’ve done to yourself,
And I feel agony that I’ve never sensed before enter my
heart and stop at the doors to my soul,
And I wait.
I survive through pure will alone,
And I wonder as I dust myself off and brush my fingers
over tender cuts,
Did you hear my whispers travelling on the wind?
Or must I wait more for you to feel loved again?
I hollow out my cheeks and breathe in your memory,
Because I know you’ll be a memory now
A good memory that ends so brutally but a memory all the
same,
No question this time, I’ll wait, I’ll wait.
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