A Dark Burden

First poem from my book "Dissection Of A Feeling"

i.

 

i’ve seen it, i’ve seen it

a thousand times

under black patches

and broken ribs;

 

it did not flutter:

a heavy constellation

within my chest;

 

a light

--oh, so light--

burden;

 

i’ve seen it,

even though i’m blind:

--because i’m blind

 

 

ii.

 

i felt it too:

the end of the world

in the touch of my fingertips,

the echo of a song

in the edge of my lips.

 

i felt it too:

the burning sea

and the unshed tears

and the cold,

the cold,

the cold

in a summer night.

 

iii.

 

today i heard you calling my name,

with the force of blinding lights

of trembling lips

of violent delights

--no, no there wasn’t any kind of end.

 

today i dreamt i heard you,

i dreamt and screamed and begged

and please

stay, stay, stay.

 

that song feels nice against my skin,

it hurts and makes my ribcage crumble,

it’s okay:

touch me, touch me.

 

stay.

Author's Note

hello! i'm new here and so i wanted to start by sharing the first of a book of poems i'm currenly writting; tell me what you think!