dig a little bit deeper.
when i close my eyes
the blackness fades to blonde.
here is where you can find me,
resting against the slow melody that’s playing
sullen and sweet.
there’s an ache in the pit of my stomach that doesn’t want to let go of my chest.
it’s married to the twitch in my fingertips.
drenched in whats desolate
the quietness of the cold keys keep me humming.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 