Swallow

I caught the words.
My throat swells up.
Jagged rockwall of things untouched.
Rockfall holds the potential to crush.
Isn’t a slow burn easier to adjust?

I admit I’m giving up on us.
Too scared to give you a chance
so I rush.
An hour or two,
I resist your advance.
A map,
and just like that I’m entranced.

I drink the poison
My tongue balloons
Geared up to shift
I’m leaving so soon
I want to believe
You’d rather I dally
But what if this safety
is all imaginary?

A figment of my lonely mind
My soul, it aches to intertwine
Pinching makes it hard to swallow
I’m better by now and yet I still wallow
Sadness often simplifies rhymes.
Symptom of an analytical mind.
The jaws of my past nip at these heels.
The future can only pretend to be real.

So maybe it can be okay
In this present I choose to stay
Sorrow blows
I barely sway
Silk petals beckon me to lay