Day: Feb 15, 2021

I wonder whether you romanticize your stolen alibis,

Whether you bathe in the made-up truths

Wishing that they could suffice.

The skin you used to put on is lost, it’s now long gone.

Perhaps you only wore it for the show

Or to hide a billion new wrongs.

Still – your voice comes to me in dreams so I never sleep,

It’s one more memory of safer paths

I’m never meant to own or keep.

Have you felt the hurt that I do, even for a brief moment?

If you keep investing in my downfall,

You might as well fully own it.

And if you harvest your betrayals, please pile them up.

Keep sleeping on those paper pedestals,

Keep climbing until you drop.