Graveyard Of Feelings
written by: Adriana M
I go to the graveyard when the moon is heavy,
when the night curls its fingers around my throat.
I bring a shovel and a list of names,
for the people I refuse to let go.
One hole is deeper than the rest—
it took hours to dig,
and longer to say goodbye.
I lay it down gently, like tucking in my firstborn,
our love, or whatever is left of it.
I press my lips to the dirt and whisper,
“Rest now. You were good once.”
This graveyard is familiar.
I buried your letters here once,
sealed with breath and blood.
Ink bled through the paper
before the soil could cover it.
Another grave waits beneath the crooked tree,
a shallow ditch where I once dropped a name
I couldn’t say aloud anymore.
The wind still murmurs it sometimes,
but the tree keeps it a secret.
Far off near the back fence,
I buried a knock—
the way it felt
when you came to take me back.
I buried the echo,
but still, some nights I hear it knocking.
A cracked ring box.
A wedding on cold feet.
Two lovers with their hands on the doorknob.
The final voicemail I never sent.
All planted like bones.
All marked with nothing.
Somewhere near the fence line,
I leave a space untouched—
an open grave for whatever comes next,
a place to rest the things
I haven’t lost yet.
And when the night is finished with me,
when my hands are raw and my chest is hollow,
I walk home with dirt beneath my nails.
lighter, emptier,
but never clean.
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