Droplet Nights
Don’t cry yourself to sleep during the night.
Listen to my heart beats kiss your mind.
Please don’t cry here, what upsets you my dear?
Anything that I might have done, like a pale blue moon blocking out the sun?
I can’t hear your tears at all, another weary problem while each drop continually falls.
Like a sound muted by the ear, my arms fall, her undoubted fear.
Oh, do I even know why?
We could mean anything at all to you.
When will she come around?
Dark shades linger on her bedposts, anxiety in her eyes while she quietly chokes.
Like a dog in a cage
A twig in a flame.
A rock in a lake.
There’s no reason to believe I don’t love you, and I just want to know if we can be the only two?
Don’t cry yourself to sleep at night.
This could reveal anything.
There’s a sigh but can she say the problem?
Keep me grounded in her self antics.
Was there another lover who gave everything, she’s the one searching for answers in anything.
Is she okay?
So silent.
So quiet.
So muffled.
I’m wrapped in your eyes, can’t you see I’ve unraveled darker lies?
Is there nothing anymore?
We are like an empty sky.
Denied by the clouds.
Hidden from the stars.
Look into the words that I’ve let in, she can’t understand that this breaks me within.
Parts and gaps of her complex emotion, her whispers of love float out onto this misty ocean.
I’ve never been here for you is what I’ll say, this won’t make sense but I’ll understand better by the day.
She’s just scared.
Shorted air.
Defying care.
The thoughts and dreams collect my mind, going to look away in and out of weary time.
We will never be the same.
I will never be the same.
Crying herself to sleep at night.
I do love you but what’s the point of rejection, she tears while denying casted affection.
Drowning in a black cloud, enclosing our lives in a shroud.
I will never listen to what they say.
I am looking into those eyes, pale moon, nostalgia of refused, lovers swoon.
Dropping my head, of what she said.
Cry yourself to sleep at night.
Clipped Letters Poetry 
