Eviction Notice

Tonight I would prefer

 to not harbor my pain.

The earth has soaked up

the last of the meteor's rain
and the air is requesting to come inside.

Beneath a wonder

that juggles more

than my mind’s ability to conceive,

I no longer can stand to grieve

So I ask

 if it would care for my sorrow,

give my troubles a new home

if I evict my tears

to leave my heart open —

A spacious place

for lighter things to occupy

emotions swimming,

always swimming

against the current;

I think it's time they fly.

A change of pace — 

leave the salty water 

for the candy coated sky.

So tired of the aching

it's likely just as tired of me

so how about

we set each other's weariness free