Two days ago, I was writing all that, poetry. I was fine, and I was ok. Today I'm back into my head, and finding it's a darker place than it was when I left it. I decided today was the day to deal with some things, because I needed you, and what do you know. You weren't there, I should have guessed, that I'd get burned by this. My heart on my sleeve is taking some wear, and there's nothing I can do, but I have to choose if I should stitch it back there or not. Well anyway, here is this, I will no doubt write more today as I feel heart broken, with friends like this, who needs enemies?
(Yeah this has no title for right now)
You picked me up when I was down.
You brushed off my wounds
and Kissed the bloody parts of me no one else would touch
You held me when I needed it
You rocked me to sleep when the thunder made me feel so out of place
You were there for me
When I felt made of glass
When I fell to the floor
When I locked the doors and threw away the keys
You kissed me till the pain went away
You staid with me
When others would have turned their back
I thought you might be on my side
I thought you would be here with me,
Threw it all, and you would be my protector
From the world of shadows and fears
That I live in
I thought I was safe
I turned my back, and I fell into your arms
I fell back, and back, I kept falling until I hit the ground
Until I crashed threw the floor
The shards of it coming back ripped me apart
While the absence of you
Took away my heart
It should have been a knife
One thing hot, and sharp straight into me
Instead it was an earthquake that shook everything
Knocked me down, no preparation could have protected me from this
You were the solid ground I walked on
You just dont care do you?
You don't care that you didn't just grab at it
You stole it all away
Now I swallow my heart
As it threatens to resurface covered with the contents of my stomach
Pull my strings, Throw me around, Push me down,
Watch me shake and shiver, threw the withdrawal with a smile
Dont take away my heart
but my sky
Lay me down where you found me
Push me down deeper into that hole
Rest me where I feel you missing
Your not here to kiss me awake
I'm not snow white, or sleeping beauty
I'm a corpse and this is the show
Your gone and I'm left
With what parts of me I didn't give to you
Monday, May 24
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love words, hate feelings you are having to go through
ReplyDeleteI absolutely hate these feelings, and all of this that's going on. But I adore having muse, I love my muse.
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