Tired

April Fox
i am torn-up shoes
and faded hair
and walking back through yesterday

i could find you
if my eyes would only
stop
and allow my mind to rest.

i miss your skin
i miss your breath
i miss your
i am numb and wordless
skipping thoughts like stones and i am
lost
somewhere the sky
can't find
somewhere my voice can't reach
calling to myself and i am
deaf.

you are there and i am there and we are
here
and somewhere in between
there is the truth
and somewhere in between
i think we could
and i wonder why your eyes
are so goddamned
inconsistent
i wonder why i can't shine
all the time.

Published by April Fox

When she isn't writing for sites like livestrong and typef, April can usually be found with her head in a book, lying in the sun blowing bubbles, or perched near the stage listening to music and trying to av...  View profile

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