why can’t i free myself from you?
my dreams are interrupted
by your voice,
the things you used to say
while i was laying next to you.
i can still feel your fingers
laced in between mine,
locked in place by love
i have been abandoned in the cold
i now belong to the winter. ~
"My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs."