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Overtired, Overemotional, Over Me
I slept four hours, so maybe I’m in sleep deprived psychosis, but I waited, inviting sunlight into my empty bed, held by the morning, holding it together, long enough to fall apart, as the moon falls away.
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Concerned Whispers and Online Rumours
I think you knew it couldn’t last. Eventually, I’d self immolate. Immortal, in your favourite dress, your favourite girl, self destructing, for everyone to see, gently taking the whole world with me, dancing myself to death, to a song I wrote, from concerned whispers, and online rumours. I was born dead, appearing, and then disappearing…
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Closed
I have closed my eyes, now I want to close my heart. Love always escapes.
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The Things I See In The Dark
Watching you walk away, I am stuck in place, until you return. I make plans, of how I’ll tell you, that it’s over, knowing they are just fantasies, preemptive proposals, that came together too late, because you have already gone, and I am talking to myself, talking myself down, from going back to a version…
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So Many
I told myself, again and again, that you weren’t like him. I looked at your face so long, with such suspicion, until it became his, but I told myself, again and again, that I was crazy. I told myself, I was sabotaging. I told myself, I was paranoid. I told myself, I was childish. I…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 