no need to expose your veins

to me

for I already see who you are;

breathtaking.

3:15 in the morning

and my head is spinning

i feel so dizzy

and awfully alone

i miss you

badly

is it wrong to miss someone

i've never met

you're in my mind

like a drug

i can't get you

out of it

why do you always

take my breath away

and i know you're awake

of course you are

you're in pain

alot of it

i wish i could hold you

and never let go

and promise that everything would be okay

but i can't

because i'm a few hours away

i wish i could drive

so i could finally go and

see you

i hope you're doing well

better atleast

my angel you make me smile

when i'm feeling weak

so it hurts

knowing you're not yourself

and i'm sorry

i guess we're both not okay

it's 3am

and i'm not great

but one thing will stay the same

and it's the fact that

my 3am thoughts

are always filled with you

And so this is Christmas

But still the shells fly

Machine guns still rattling

Though no-one's sure why.

Not over by Christmas

We clamoured to go

But still we are fighting

For what? We don't know

Friends falling and dying

In squalor and pain

It's not what they told us

Its all death and rain

Remember us fondly

Lest others forget

The war to end all wars.

Did that happen yet?

Remember the fallen

What the poppy is for

For respecting the dead

Not respecting the war.

Lest We Forget.

I hold myself together

But I’m broken inside

You said I was perfect

But you lied

I told you how I felt

An then told you how I know it will end

You said no matter what

You would be by my side

I told you we can’t go on

I told you I was sorry

I wanted to be friends

I wanted you in my life

You said I didn’t care

You said I don’t have feelings

You said it was easy for me

You said you don’t even know why you have feelings for me

But you didn’t ask me

One bit

On how I feel

You just downed me

Like I don’t know I hurt you

I hurt inside

I have for a long time

I may hold myself together

But I am broken inside

Easy

All my life

I’ve been so easy

Easy-going me.

Never caring all that much

For making plans and such.

Going with the flow

Baby, I don’t know

I just want your touch.

No business flare,

Without a care

What will be will be.

But now I find

I’ve just been blind

There’s no one left but me

They said they liked me being easy

But now I see

Too easy

Me.

There’s no one left but me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XcTyEKSnYg&list=RD7XcTyEKSnYg&start_radio=1&t=0

I cried tonight

I haven’t cried in over a week since the breakup

But this cry was different

This cry was a question

“Why?”

I didn’t ask for anyone to care

I didn’t scream for you

You just showed the fuck up

And planted yourself there

And said, “I feel you.”

I whisper, ”I accept this.”

I had never seen snow before I moved to the plains.

I didn’t know something so light, bright, soft, and fluffy

could bring so much darkness in the night

I didn’t know that there was a certain kind of wind,

that when it blew,

you could feel in your bones

I didn’t know that the prairie,

when being tossed about in a blizzard,

could be such a frightening and desolate place… enveloped in the screaming white

I have come to believe that after a storm, when everything is so hushed and so bright...

during the still

during the calm

that it is actually the world holding its breath

"Is it over?

... are we done now?"

~E.G.

I wrote this piece envisioning the silence after a snow storm as the world peeking out, seeing if the worst has past. To me, the quiet blanket of snow that finally settles after a howler is a period of quiet relief and peace.

#snowstorm #blizzard #calm #quiet #snow