Cigarettes, Wedding Bands.

We’re following the sun
as if it’s revolving around us.
The spectrum of waves
have left us warmed and red.
Our lips have been pressed
from sunrise to sunset,
and as the moon rose
our bodies reached the point
of concurrency.

I am watching for you tonight,
for some sort of indication,
and it’s causing me such
a scare.

I am watching for you tonight,
for some beacon of your prescence,
and all I’ve got is this photo
of you nowhere near.

I am watching for you tonight,
and gave up in the wee hours,
because I found out you never
had intentions to come here.

I watched for you tonight,
you went and fucked up,
so now all I have left is this
photo and memories to destroy
my mind.

The walls I’ve built
were merely a show,
and I can’t exactly tear them
not without my plans,
not without permits.

The healing has begun
but the sky is still dark,
and my body is frozen
waiting for the eastern glow.

Tonight, my knees are weakened
with the guilt of what I’ve done,
and what will be finished,
but it could be the wine,
I’m bound for the floor.

Tomorrow, my bones are cracked
with all the crushing words
that have filled my head,
I will be empty.

I sit in the dark of night,
the only light coming from the
embers attached to this cigarette.
Leaves are rustling in the breeze,
I’m so zoned tonight,
all of my thoughts are claiming
their particular places, and
my body twitches, but
only to show me that I am
failing to withstand the night.
To show me that sleep will
soon consume me.

Sun kissed lips, and
blushed cheeks,
it’s getting too late to
endure the night, so let’s
sleep and tomorrow
wake before the sun rises
and share our naked beauty.

All I hear are the lonely,
weak and the wounded.
It’s all so alarming,
how can an entire world
be filled with so much loneliness,
how can so much hurt be felt
simultaneously.

Strung along on cigarettes
and alcohol, why can’t I
just release?
My body aches and my
throat is raw, why is the
night teasing me with ease?
Staring down the halls,
where the secondhand smoke
could kill us all, why
does my mind tense up,
right when my body is
collapsing?

Sorry for the night,

It’s 3 a.m. and the walls
are crawling with shadows,
and I’m sorry for the night.
Two nights later when you’re
resting your eyes, and
I’m laying right by your side,
don’t fret, it’s only a phase,
we’ll be alright.
When the dawn breaks upon
our windows and the room
is filled with a fiery brightness,
smile and realize, we’re not
any longer and remember
I’m sorry for the night.

Faulty telephones and lines
where you can’t be reached,
all ruin and enlighten me.
I’m destroyed like the suns
light when we finally reach
night.
I’ve got the realization though,
you’re empty and were nothing
to me.
The empty screens and erased
texts put me right back in the
mindset of ease and
the walls characterized with your
photos, all bring me back
to where I didn’t want to be.