FIFTY FIVE 25.09.2021
i know myself like the end of that sentence
you didn't end up saying,
where would this end then
i know you like the hollow sound in my throat
the night when i just wanted to burn everything, everyone
there is nothing to go to eventually
there is so much hurt left inside my body, here is comes,
so much grief
where would this end if you were right here, right beside me
i know this like a knife running down the length of my spine,
memory, the drag of your nails on my skin
a sensation lost in someone else's reality
i know myself like the end of that sentence
you didn't end up saying,
where would this end then
i know you like the hollow sound in my throat
the night when i just wanted to burn everything, everyone
there is nothing to go to eventually
there is so much hurt left inside my body, here is comes,
so much grief
where would this end if you were right here, right beside me
i know this like a knife running down the length of my spine,
memory, the drag of your nails on my skin
a sensation lost in someone else's reality