Don’t leave me to my thoughts,
After you’re done showering me with words,
My thoughts – they scare me like,
The sound of a shivering night in the silence of the stars,
Marred by crickets,
And how my feet approaching startles them into silence.
Break like morning breaks on a night that no one knows about,
Obscure and into easy forgetfulness,
Daylight doesn’t know what happened last a few hours ago
But it can still hear the echo of a sigh,
That broke on a dejected night.
Everything comes back to my mind,
Like my favourite movie scenes,
I know the words by heart,
And I sometimes see them in a new light.
I know what evil magic the sorcerers sprinkled on my dreams,
Whenever I am afraid I’m waking up,
All I hear is my muffled screams.
We’ve all wanted to vanish into thin air at times,
I’ve often wanted to conjure myself again,
But with a reset on what I feel.
If I could build myself from scratch,
Maybe I’d heal.