Letters To Him #4

The nights don’t hurt me anymore, even when your pain feels so lovely. A gravitational pull towards the inevitable, the moon crushes my chest in an effort to make space for your heart.

One of these nights I will hold myself and all of the versions of me I have ever left behind. I will pull on the hands of those who beg to touch, even if pleasure falls through the cracks in my fist.

Hide & Seek

I tried to show you how
There’s no need to be afraid
To join me in the light
To stop hiding in the shade
However I found out
Why you lurk in all that’s dark
You wouldn’t let me see
The evil swirling in your heart