alright
some days i think
that if i could just
reach my fingers
towards the sky
and touch those clouds,
bring them to my lips
and feel them brush
against my skin,
that everything would be alright
some days i think
that if i could just
dip my fingers
into the water
and feel the rush of the waves
against my fingertips,
listening to them
lull me to sleep,
that everything would be alright
some days i think
that if i could just
plunge my fingers
into the flames
and sense them
licking against my hands,
the heat scalding on my face
as it pulsates,
but never wavers,
everything would be alright
some days i think
that if i could just
scrape my fingers
against the universe
and savor the feeling
of the stars against my skin,
bathing me
in their milky light,
that everything would be alright
some days i think
that if i could just
touch my fingers
to your heart
and feel it
thumping against them,
to have you
look up at me
and tell me
you love me,
that everything would be alright
(but your heart doesn't beat anymore
and it won't ever be alright again)