UNFULFILLED

UNFULFILLED

I spend my precious time

thinking about those days

when you loved that you were mine

I ran up a debt that I’m yet to pay

I can still smell your hair

as I held you in the kitchen

Swaying at 3 am, breathing the same air

Nothin’ in mind but pure intuition

Eating till my tongue bleeds,

your tender touch is all I need

Then there was the time

when I couldn’t remember when your name

brought joy instead of pain

Worry and doubt filled the spaces in between our eyes

Tension left uncut, eyeing the knife

Closed doors and things left unsaid

I started to think we were dead

Ghosts tiptoeing over life

I want you to live and I want you to love

Ignoring your eyes that say “kind of”

Trapped in a dark well

I can only see my own shadow

A drop of blood gleams in the snow

What’s left is just an empty shell

To be blunt, I feel nothing

Empty as our abandoned nests

Today, please, at least get dressed

Listen to the music above buzzing

While we talk it through down here

Staring at our soul, learning to fear

It all disappears but I’m still staring

at an empty bed and a broken door,

a broken shower, crying on its floor

I’d say that last act was quite daring

On the road goin’ a little bit crazy

I’ve lost my sight for a time

Nothing left I can call mine

But I don’t really care anymore

How do you rebuild

When the world keeps leaving you

Unfulfilled

Connor Catlett

Connor Catlett is a senior at the University of Arizona and is studying English and Education. He is originally from Knoxville, TN, but has lived in Ohio, Florida, New York, and Georgia. Upon graduation, Connor will be joining the Teach for America Corps and will be teaching high school English in Nashville, TN.

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