could’ve

my tongue became lodged in the back of my mouth
i looked you in the eye and said fuck you
walked down the stairs and just sat there
cried and realized i don’t have time, it’s taking over
your soul and all, everything i used to know

the ground, it shook, the knees, they wobbled
sound of champagne supernova
the lingering feeling of your existence dances in my day
all the ways and all the wise
all your hey’s and all your hi’s

tossing the dice and betting it all for a mere nothing
you could always break the fall and drag me by my feet
so deep and stuck in a motion of nothingness
as we danced and paced our day in everything but our own loneliness

our truth rolled by, we found our time
the sky aligned and math slowly divided
everything comes to an end, but in the end it’s how you spent
not how the past could’ve been or how it could’ve went

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