I grieved the loss of you like a death.
At first, I let your clothes hang in our closet
so I wouldn’t feel so alone.
And then, when I found the strength,
I folded them, neatly, just how you’d like
and laid them in a box.
It took me over a week
to sit in your spot on the couch.
Over a month since I watched
our favorite shows.
I consoled the dog
as he consoled me.
But one day I realized...
he gave me more love
than you ever let yourself give.
Then it hit me.
You didn’t die.
You chose this.
You chose to **** our marriage,
to burn us all to ash.
And now,
nothing remains
but long years
of never should’ve been.
May 20, 2025
May 20, 2025 at 1:26 PM UTC
I bid thee well, dear haunted soul,
May peace find you and make you whole.
Yet if an urgent need should call,
I'll listen still, despite it all.
Aug 3, 2024
Aug 3, 2024 at 3:30 AM UTC
If you ever wanna be forgotten,
Just come take a seat beside me.
Take a peek into my life
and the misery it leads...
If you ever wanna be forgotten,
just sit inside this room.
While all the screens are blaring
like a digital cocoon.
And maybe I kinda like it
because it gives me time inside
to see what makes me tick
underneath this fake smile.
But then I kinda hate it
because I feel so **** alone
because all I have is static
on this **** cellular phone.
I can't seem to find a connection
to anything but God
and this little soul beside me
that gives me hope from above.
I hope for sunnier days
with sea salt and sand
and truer love that loves me
more than his own reflection.
And just maybe one day
I won't feel so alone
and cut off from love
and the place I call home.
May 16, 2024
May 16, 2024 at 12:08 AM UTC
It feels so good to watch the kerosene burn, I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to feel the goosebumps awaken my yellow-bruised skin. The warmth is nice and surprisingly enough so is the silence. I never knew silence could fill a void but it does. It's peaceful here. It's not like the cardboard fireplaces I used to make. So easily flammable but not a match in sight. At least the warmth here is real enough to keep me warm at night.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 12:17 AM UTC
Search for me in
these blood-soaked pages
and you will finally
SEE
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 2:59 AM UTC
He sat in the chair across from me
with his red hoodie pulled over his eyes
Unfulfilled, sulking over the misery of this world
And completely unaware that I sulked too
Unfullfilled
But not because of the shape the world was in
Or because our pockets were empty
But because he chose to sit in the chair across from me
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
Come to lay beside me in the leaves
Where monsters play and children dream
of shadows cast out of broken trees
At least that's what she once believed
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
He thinks he knows. And yet, here I remain - misunderstood and watched from a distance by cold hearts and feet that cannot walk upon the leaves that fail to shelter me from the cold nights - as I lay here shivering, alone, in this dark, dark wilderness he calls home...
She sighs, "Nobody is coming."
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
You think I've played the fool
but I have always known
that you like to play *****
in your bare feet
with your eyes
half-way
closed
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC
I can do it
and when I do
it won't be
with you
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 10:10 PM UTC