Xibalba

Jun 26
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Jun 26

get up, get out

of here, today.

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eyes averted and

sighs prolonged,

i’m caught in a 

pull— a tide

i can’t control.

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“is that why you’re so distraught?”

“yes.” 

more like flooded—devastated,

and nothing you do can fix me.

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i’m an 

eroded new moon, cratered

and cold. i’ve taken some hits,

i’ve had better days, but when

the sun sets i will forever

luminesce. 

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and glowing and sunken in 

the veiled sky, i smile down

upon the people i once knew,

the ones i used to walk with.

i gaze

longingly, but i know above

all, i did the right thing.

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you never did fix me,

but i’m alright now.