2 am
I wish you could’ve seen it
How your eyes lit up like stars
The look on your face
One would’ve thought it was fate
-Rose Hanlon
Invisible Weight
The silence of the night
is nothing like the voices in my head
When thoughts dim down
all that’s left are the residue of emotions
The heavy feeling makes a home in my chest
like a beloved pet perches upon their master
Or actually feels like being buried alive
even though nothing is touching me
I want to write out my thoughts
but they escape me when I try to grasp the words
It’s as if they want to be felt instead of written
-Rose Hanlon
Stars
Hey there little star
You’re just so far
I wish you could shoot toward me
with all your might
Once we collide I know there would
be a wondrous light
There would be flying sparks
The universe would definitely feel our marks
-Rose Hanlon
Cold Moon
Don’t expect warm or consistent,
Can you tolerate cold light and change?
Can you love something distant and strange?
I’m pocked and I’m cold, and immeasurably old.
My magic will silver the garbage
In the slums, or the desert, or sea,
And I don’t give a damn;
This is how I am.
There’s nothing that I haven’t seen.
-Cait Johnson
So I Let Go…
I was holding on so tightly
that was the problem.
It made me feel hurt when
what I expected to happen
didn’t.
My feelings are valid
I know.
But I learned
to put someone else first
in a different way than before.
I may be “right” in some ways
but being “right” all the time
isn’t what makes them stay.
You always gotta give a little
or
turns out
a
lot.
I was holding on so tightly
I’m sorry if you couldn’t breathe.
So, I let go…
I won’t ask again.
Don’t
you
worry.
-Rose Hanlon
I Can’t Help But to Think…
The l ong nights feeling
O n edge
Yearn ing touch
E very one is busy
I am l oved
Y et when I am alone…
-Rose Hanlon