Holding On To Nothing


I am good at holding
On to nothing
Like it’s all I have
Waiting for a
Kiss that will never
Touch my lips

I often wander
Into my heart
I will disappoint you
Because it’s all I know

I am so used
To dealing with myself
In fragments, shards
Of nothingness
Undone like ribbons

I wish to Un – breathe
Every breath
Unopen my eyes
Line the darkness
With stars
Get lost in your
Kiss that never
Touched my lips

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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