You make me sick.
The thought of your hands upon me.
Makes me scream.
Did you know I wake up screaming?
Screaming my fucking lungs out.
But nothing rids me of the taste of you.
You still live in the bile in the back of my throat.
You always thought I was oh so happy.
You always thought you were the one I loved.
I said goodbye.
I meant it.
Get the fuck out of my life.
And take your memories with you.
Author notes
So I'm going through poetry I wrote when I first started writing it. 2005ish.
This poem is a remake of http://allpoetry.com/poem/1575760
Same like... about the same person.
Different views on it now.
Expect more.
x
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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great write
i feel the emotion in it. great job!
keep the ink flowing
~L_D_P~
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