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May 15
Decisions over discussions,
Help me find solace in my ruthless mind.
Glasses blur. Windows reflect.
Order has been lost.
Hell has frozen over.
Shadows are lit.
Nothing is right—
My thoughts race backwards.

I just want a place with you,
In the eternal sunshine of your heart.
You have cool hands.
Don’t make me change. I don’t want to.
Coastlines have cliffs and beaches—
But I am the wave,
Crashing again and again,
Never reaching.

Hold out your hand for me.
Let me grip it.
Trust me not to pull you down.
But you shake your head
As I drown,
The weight in my heart
Defies my kicking limbs.
Fireflies light up my face in the wild woods.
Streams run down my cheeks.
Lungs tear in half—
I am forced to stop.
Forced to stop running:
From you.
From me.
From my life.
From my mind.

Practice over skill,
But I am too tired to care.
Too tired to try.
Frozen at the edge of the bed.
Sweat saturates the sheets.
Vivid dreams
Rip me back to you.

I just want a place with you.
Fiona Bedford
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Fiona Bedford  18/F/United Kingdom
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