The day before you
Died
Was a spring day in
Winter
I walked to see the sunset
Still in my blue halter dress
My skin red from the
Sun
I was too eager
Begging for its
Warmth
On my pale skin
An old silver Lincoln
With suicide doors
Drove by
Don’t Dream it’s over
Drifting
From the stereo
Holding me like
Like a child
That still believed
In hope
I wish I could have
Stayed in that moment
Forever.
💫Amber Comber
I just need
A soft place
To land
The world
Is hard enough
I’ve been gathering
feathers
With these hands
Hoping it will be
Enough
I tremble under
The Cold moon
Another year
About to turn
Have I lost
All direction
Where can I
Return
I’m restless
I wander
Lost in this maze
Pining
For a place
To rest
Because I haven’t
Slept in days
I want more
Than just the scraps
Of 2024
Fuck the fear
Of this year
And the constant worry
Of those I hold dear
Survival mode
Is overrated
My adrenal glands
Are exasperated
I should not
Have to work so hard
To be able to rest
My heart is a hammer
Bruising my chest
Reminding myself
To breathe in fully
And to release
All
That
Is
No
Longer
Fucking
Serving
Me.
💫Amber Comber
