ebbing life
ceasing flow
filtered down
unheard not felt
like this with skin
in hands
softened by tears
pain
filtered from
inconsequential places
in my mind
hidden behind
what lies beneath these thoughts
not a mystery
not wanted
or thought about
forgotten
never existed
an empy space
carved with malice
what once was
skipping stones
lapping water
sample this
for later
please
let's talk about
filter my thoughts
to some end.