Voice mail of My Heart

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I told you 

       I love you

but the wind tore the words apart

they landed scrambled

in the ears of another man

they said something else.

Some words were like that.

Whole lives attached to them

 

I wonder what you heard

when I tried again

A whole conversation done

with my hands on your skin.

Let me know please.

 

Me again, 

I thought you saw me today

Under the skin and hair

The soul pacing restlessly within

Sorry I wasn't what you expect

 

Its 2 AM on a Friday

Clouds are ghostly and lonely 

Making it feel like

I am disappearing everytime I cross the road

I wanted you to know

emptiness can feel so heavy

 

My soul is tired

Could you call me back

You told me I looked sad today 

but that's because 

you speak to me in words

and I look to you in feeling

 

The mask is almost off

I thought you should know

I haven't seen you in years

But I am better

not so small

 

I lied

there is no real me

though you can feel my flesh on yours

I am simply not there

I am just these poorly tethered shards

too broken to be understood

I tried to tell you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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