Poems from unpunkish
i sew up my fears
like skin knits its wounds; sliced soul
threaded with scorched dreams.
each time i let you
get close, you bury my words
in a lost cause: us.
i don’t know how to
let you in, and i don’t know
how to let you go.
my grief is the tide;
the ocean moves, but the waves
never disappear.
they said my passion
would set the world on fire. i
was the one who burned.