vrijdag 12 april 2024

Recognise

I no longer recognise my fingers.

They have fallen silent on my hands.

Their battery has emptied,

Lost connection to my head. 


I no longer recognise my thoughts. 

They're like those earbuds with a chord.

Those you put neatly into your pocket, 

Only to surface in discord.


I recognise my feelings

But too many of them are left unwrung,

Without writing about it

To put breath back into my lungs.


I recognise my heartbreak, 

I just didn't expect to be here again.

The sting hasn't come out yet

Will it happen once more then?


A body beyond repair.

A story book left open-ended.

I'm trying hard to convince myself

That the me that was me hasn't ended.


A body now left sunken

And sleeping beauty will not wake.

You chose to have me broken,

And what's broken will never unbreak.


I no longer recognise my fingers 

And you no longer recognise my face.

But if it makes you feel better,

Just lie and say that it was fate. 

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