Blair Devine

Blair Devine Feb 3

"Thank you for making these nights easier."
The words flowed from your lips over bitcrushed airwaves,
Your voice carried the weight of a broken sadness,
With the elegance and grace of the grandest choir.
A maggot finds its place on a beauty so divine,
Only able to destroy its own salvation as an act of worship.
Decaying flesh and bloating guts distort the truth of you,
A golden fawn bloomed into a king with a perfect crown,
But here you lie discraced on unholy ground.
Your blessing became my curse, so aware of my own inadequacies to be in your presence, desecrating all I touch for selfish needs.
And yet you speak such vile things.
Thanking me when everything ive ever touched as turned to rot.
Phantoms in my room blended with phantom harmonies,
The saturation in my chest eats every nerve alive,
How broken I must be for love to hurt this bad,
Vortex breaking up before its even fully formed by something so mundane as a tiny little snore

Blair Devine Feb 3

unworthy

I'll never get used to the way that you treat me
The things that I've done were so harsh and i cant see
just what you see in me

Falling asleep you give praise, grace and kindness
Saying that I deserve this with your blindness
Of what I used to be

I dont deserve you, your kindness is not due
But even despite that i lie here with you
As you fall asleep

I hear your soft voice and i hold back my tears
The storms they have cleared for as long as you're here
I am yours to keep

this was written after falling asleep to the sound of your voice when I was still alone at night

Blair Devine Feb 1

The Words I Can't Say

As I sit here, my drowsiness heavy,
I find myself hearing a warm and bright medley.
It stutters and stops, yet the brilliance shines through,
you fill the air with such beautiful hues.

My words always fall flat in horrible ways,
a poet who struggles with word choice for days.
I've heard all your struggles at late night in bed,
I wish I could fix it, I'll try till I'm dead.

A broken record saying "thank you" too much,
I love you, you're so pretty, I'll say them as such.
I know times are hard, you wish you could give up,
darling I'll hold you till we've had enough.

I promise there's happiness hiding around,
waiting eagerly for it to be found.
I feel like a burden and act like one too,
but babe I'm learning to love me like you do.

So with this last verse, I'll speak bluntly and clear,
I'm thankful I have you, I still need you here.
The struggles you've faced might not be erased,
but we will find joy in this dark wretched place.

for the shelter i found in you.

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