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brain leave me be
my eyes are wide shut.
behind these eyes
i can see the lies. . .
i conduct.
see the bright blue sky
and the clouds passing by,
with my lover,
my baby blue,
under my arm.
my brain is not at ease.
i see no sense
because my eyes are wide shut.
her face is green;
she's sick of my touch.
her eyes bloodshot
as she wipes her snot,
she cries for me to let her go
but i cannot.
i usher her to look at the bright blue skies
and see the life i've made
for us both
feel no grief as i give you my love
to try and keep you sane.
you look at me
and i frown
i see no love in your
pretty
dull
eyes;
only a longing to be free.
are you not happy with me?
how can you not be?
the love i have for you
over flows inside me;
like a tsunami
it's out of control
and
sure to leave damage.
your touch becomes cold
as the tidal waves of my love overwhelm you
suffocate you
i ensue to look in your eyes
to see if you're alright
but their wound shut
just like mine
YOU ARE READING
b a b y b l u e.
Short Story"just look. . . at the bright blue skies in my mind," my 2nd short story. inspired by king krule's "six feet beneath the moon."
