Denial
My past painted in wounds
Black, red, gray, black
Red
Bloody as it is
Scattered all over my soul's floor
What a mess
What a shameful mess
I'm so thirsty
So out of breath
"But it's in the past"
She says
Yes
But it's still there
And I walk
Leaving trails behind
Numbing myself to live
Living to be numb
This isn't life
I'm dead
Spiritless
Hopeless
And yes
Again
Lifeless
My void is only now
Just too deep to be filled
Too many have stepped in
Stepped out
Incrementing its size
And so here I stand
Watching her hand
Slip away
And just like quick sand
I sink again
Won't you save me?
Won't you just come back...
And save me?
Won't you kill me?
Won't you just kill me then?
In a single instant
In a heart beat
It's better than to suffocate
Than to suffocate
It shocked me to see her back
Turned against me
Like sun rays in my eyes
Like a punch in the face
Denial
My breathing machine
My cast and my pills
To keep walking
To keep living
To maintain a dead hope,
Rotten, yet still in my closet
That someday
She will come back
Author notes
I dedicate this poem to the hurting and miserable sides of love, and to the girl that recently swallowed my heart whole and digested it to nothing. She knows who she is and if she reads this... I am venting, honey, and I shit you not, if you EVER come back, I will NOT make it easy this time, like all the other times.
A contest entry
- "you've hurt me worse than anyone in my entire life, but we're together" by cough drop creek.
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Comments
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""But it's in the past"
She says
Yes
But it's still there"
"And so here I stand
Watching her hand
Slip away
And just like quick sand
I sink again"
I like those parts the best.
and I'm glad to see a piece written from the opposite pov than I'm used to reading and writing.
nice job. -
I love this becuase I feel this hurt so badly. I Know what its like. Great write.
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