Helpless Before Thee
Helpless Before Thee
Please God, I pray, just bring my lover home safe
Even though home isn't with me
Just please.
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Thursday 1301
Every minute ticking by twists the knife a bit deeper.
Anything you can do I can do better, I can do rejection better than you.
Where Lies Come Home to Roost
Dreams are deceptive, he lays behind me and I twist my head back to ask what this is, but dreams are mealy mouthed spewing whatever I want to hear, and he kisses a tender peck on my lips and says can we just let it be this for right now? Because dreams are the most chameleon of liars, when I wake to an empty bed overflowing with unprocessed emotions.
Dreams are deceptive, while the reality is watching him cross a cold parking lot and knowing that even if he did see me, he's wishing he hadn't.
Thursday 1920
I can see me rising upon you breathless encouragement all hands and sweat and slapping flesh we know one another like our own skin, I know the catch in your breath that tells me how to move and when
and then I disassociate and see you my best friend so gentle and flawed and the things we do in private seem utterly unreal, I am split between realities.
Monday 1332
I do not ever pray for you to leave her, oh no, I am too righteous for that; or superstitious, what have you.
I pray that you are happy. I pray that you find peace.
Most of all I pray that there is a resolution to this mess, sooner please, than later.