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That sour taste at the back of my mouth
lingers
I try to wash it away
with
food
drink
starvation
It's become a lump
I cannot swallow
Sweet slumber send me somewhere sorrow doesn't dwell
Let me gently settle at the bottom of my deepest well.
I'll float each wave rhythmically rocking in every swell.
Cradle me delicately and enchant me with a magic spell.
Take me quickly to escape this empty shell
Allow me to forget how and when I fell.
That ***** of yours that rules your life
has stabbed and torn my
flesh, spirit, mind, heart
apart.

Are you blind to the carnage
in plain view?

My warm blood that you say you hold so dear
puddles and pools
coagulates and cools
in front of you.

I see your footprints walking away
leaving a trail of maroon to dry
to a dusty brown.

I am empty of
hope, trust, will, want.

You have taken all of me

my tears
my safety
my health
my self-respect
my desire
my dignity.

You have it all already.

What more could you possibly want?

I am a void

and you want more....?
Comedy or tragedy? You decide.
Condolences
or
Congratulations

Not sure which way to go

I guess both

You will never hear from me again
Enjoy your unenlightened wife
He married twice
     once to her
     once to me
He married twice
     once to her
     once to her
I married once
     so says that faded piece of paper
     kept in a safe all these years

My heart knows
I've never been wed
Never been
     loved, honored, cherished
like all those hers out there
like I deserved to be
hurts when those you love are with another
There's not one thing you've done

           with me
           for me
           to me

during our relationship

that you haven't done

           with, for, to
           someone else
           many others

during our relationship
So I guess your words are supposed to make me feel special.....hmmm....
I never could have realized
that I was surrounded
by such an immense army
of mannequins
hollow
empty
manufactured
each of them programmed
with their purpose
to perform
play the part
destroy anything in their path
that inhibits reaching
their own  pathetic pleasure
at the expense of those  who
naively
trust
treasure
tolerate
Is there really any honor in this life?
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