i guess i didn’t matter enough to make you stay

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kirchnercolors
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i guess i didn’t matter enough to make you stay

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i’m not sure about how my writing is, really, but i figured i’d share something i just wrote.

you are a star, burning above me
you beckon me towards you
your light burns my eyes until my vision goes
i can see only the red of my eyelids, illuminated by your brightness
you pull me close and i catch fire
as you hold me against your chest, your sweet words distract from the searing pain of being burnt alive
and then i’m let go
falling through outer space
flailing my limbs as if i could swim through the darkness back to you
as the fire dies down, i am left alone
singed
and though my skin is raw and peeling
all i want
is to be back in your arms.
why shouldn't i live as God in a glowing canyon?
my life could be a fruit bowl with my hand in
stuck with arrows, tarred and feathered
in a tigers jaw, loving, living raw
i'll get my truce through open stare and steady open palms
there
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Re: i guess i didn’t matter enough to make you stay

Post by there »

Wow, so much emotion in this, kc.
I love the line...’you pull me close and I catch fire.’
All women are beautiful. Period.
I deserve better than survival.
EasyStreet
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Re: i guess i didn’t matter enough to make you stay

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I find it heartbreaking. Am I projecting?
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kirchnercolors
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Re: i guess i didn’t matter enough to make you stay

Post by kirchnercolors »

thank you there :)
easystreet, feel free to put whatever meaning you want to it. i did write it when i was heartbroken though.
why shouldn't i live as God in a glowing canyon?
my life could be a fruit bowl with my hand in
stuck with arrows, tarred and feathered
in a tigers jaw, loving, living raw
i'll get my truce through open stare and steady open palms
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