My sticky fingers couldn't stop
you from letting go, before you ever held on
because I'm everything you could ever want,
but don't--
A drunken denial must have convinced you
I believed the smile as it crept across your cheeks
leaving inky stains every place I kissed you once,
and wouldn't again.
The half truths burned past your snarled lips
with seemingly subconscious persistence-
you claim it is for my own good.
I can choose what's best for me,
if you give me the chance.
Unless you think it's better
that I bleed you from the inside out,
letting my skin swell and slump against my bones
with an emptiness I never knew until I met you,
lost you, had you, lost you
again and again and again.
There is something inside me- pressed against my ribs.
I can feel it breathing smoke.
I can feel it swallowing the only words that can make you stay;
The only words in the shadowed expanse of my existence
that fingers down throats and pens can't force out.
If your laugh lines weren't concrete cracks-
If your lashes weren't rejected dandelion wishes-
If you were ever out, around, or in love with me for an inhales time span,
you would know
that the -only- thing I've -ever- needed
was
you.
Author notes
"I can't give you what you need."
I've heard it too many times.
1, 4, 6- Hell In Harmony
A contest entry
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Comments
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I'm not going to quote parts of this, or comment on the imagery. It was touching. Heart felt.
And applauding such a piece almost seems to cheapen it's intent, but it's deserving
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this is beautiful.
i really like this part though..
"If your laugh lines weren't concrete cracks-
If your lashes weren't rejected dandelion wishes-
If you were ever out, around, or in love with me for an inhales time span,
you would know
that the -only- thing I've -ever- needed
was
you."
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this is jam-packed with explosions and the immense anguish that I can relate to so well.
"letting my skin swell and slump against my bones
with an emptiness I never knew until I met you,
lost you, had you, lost you
again and again and again.
There is something inside me- pressed against my ribs.
I can feel it breathing smoke.
I can feel it swallowing the only words that can make you stay;
The only words in the shadowed expanse of my existence
that fingers down throats and pens can't force out.
"
it's so honest and I can really feel your heart screaming it out.
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