Monday, May 4, 2015

nothing haunts us like the things we don't say

 there were things you wanted to tell me 
 and there were things i was dying to say. 
 but you were scared 
 and my voice faltered 
 so we both sewed our lips shut 
 and buried it away

2.

 and for once the darkness was comforting i used to be scared of the dark, the stillness, the silence scared of the monsters who hide in the...