Millions [Poetry]

blazing on a wind

blazing on a wind

july7twenty18

a breath of wind came flurrying past, a rush to catch it in a jar, to hold it close so that it may never wander far.

but the air did change, with the rapid fire turn of a page, and here it lies still stuck in fabled abyss locked glory.

still think of you, when notes hit right, when there's nobody else awake on a cloudy night. always and forever, could think of absolutely nothing better than to stay among the stars with you.

but here I am, dead heart blazing, holding out on a hope so fickle it may just slip out from my fingers so that I would have nothing left.

laced sorrow within the everyday so that it is terrifying when not present, even though it may be a welcome change from running. running. it never stops, or I stop.

overwhelmed with expectation and a desire to change the horrible fates written down on you, because I know that they aren't right.

some songs fit all too well and seem to drown a bit. and what else to do besides drown with them? sometimes running is too tiring.

and with the absolute sure knowledge that no, I can't truly commit to another, I'll be here waiting.

staring at the sun.