Atlas

I see the weight of the world tucked between your shoulder blades, Watching as with each laboured breath it begins to cascade, Down through your spine, It’s seeps beneath your skin, Until you cannot manage to define what is without from what is within. Your eyes are looking heavy, But that’s not most of all,…

Unbound

I was born with a mind so open That I have to struggle to keep everything from falling out of my mouth; It’s like I know which things should just stay hidden deep down, Yet every time something new catches my eye; My fickleness comes unbound. Instead I chose the other way, And quiet my…