Am Trying To Separate My Inner Critic From My Creative Time - Tumblr Posts

your absence is palpable

there's a gaping hole where the knife used to be

you were the knife right before it was excised

you used to impale me, penetrate me, saturate me, 'til there was no hem between our flesh and blood

symbiotic, we used to be

now it is I who remains, though not for long, as i can tell i'm wasting away in this silence, in this absence