shadows

Only in the shadows

Can our tongues become one

Just allow me

To devour my pride

And stop breathing

For a moment

Yet you paused in mid sentence

When the world favors us not

Then I expected something else

Always

To be said, to be done

To be scraped off my skin

But this vessel I’m stuck in

Heats up

Between our limbs

And my clothes dampen

From sweats of anger

But I can’t be dragged

I won’t be dragged

Until my clothes melt

De-fabricating

The one I once was

Loudly exposed

To you

As I wait

And wait to be

Out of the shadows

So maybe

We can become one

Again

Author: noramorta

For the first time after years of deliberation and procrastination, I move from the old fashioned pen and paper to display the consequences of my bad decisions, my inflated mixed emotions and my awkward findings on life.

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