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Rebecca Mar 2021
You were never a replacement for the man missing in my life.
All you were was a demon in my life.
Home was supposed to be a safe haven but instead it was a roaring fiery hell.
You have caused so much destruction that I'm not even sure if I'll be able to rebuild the relationships you deconstructed let alone rebuild myself.
Rebecca Mar 2021
Al's been my friend since I was in the seventh grade.
I remember meeting him and instantly feeling his gravitational pull.  
Instantly becoming friends that were inseparable.
He was the only one there for me through the rough and happy moments.
From reckless teenage days all the way to long college nights.
Sadly, things took a turn and our friendship has become a dependency.
I need Al to fall asleep.
To go to class.
To function.
How do I tell O'le Al that this friendship has to end?
O'le Alcohol... I'm sorry.. this friendship has to come to an end...
I think it's time we both go our separate ways.
Rebecca Mar 2021
For you can recite all you may
but what is there left to say?
After all the sorrow has fallen like spring pollen,
there is still emptiness in your words.
A hollowness in your being.
No life in your eyes.
What was the point of apologizing if you knew forgiveness was not around the corner?
But yet non-existent
Rebecca Mar 2021
I once heard that the brain can be like a bad neighborhood when you're depressed
How do I tell you that mine isn't a bad neighborhood but yet an
abandoned one
Dark
Silent
A constant fog overcast
Almost haunted
My brain is left in the wallows
Rebecca Nov 2020
Do not mourn the loss of me for death is natural.
We are born, live, die, and then become memories.
For I am always going to be with you and generations to come.
Stories upon stories of foggy memories.
Do celebrate my life.
Do not cry but smile with my journeys end.
Death is unstoppable.
Inevitable.
Forth coming.
It’s simply natural.
For I have lived decades worth of smiles, joy, and hope.
Rebecca Nov 2020
I just want to lay amongst the sand and have the sun kiss my skin.
To have my hair combed through by the wind.
Finally dig my feet within the earth and feel the connection
of the world and myself again.
No longer having the stench of society fill my nose but rather the
salt spray of the sea.
Rebecca Nov 2020
You are nothing to me.
You are just a figment of my imagination.
You are there and then in a blink of an eye,
gone.
Not much difference than the reality of us.
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