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You so desperately want to
tickle my
funny bone
Don't you realize
how fractured
you all left it....
And this broke-down heart
cannot pump the
healing elixer
My veins have run dry
from the
Ectomy
you performed
with the myriad of surgical assistants
you employed
So you can search for that phantom
spark
but don't be too disappointed when
you come out empty handed.
A warm feeling-
or rather a layer of ice melting off
my frozen heart-
washes over me
when I read of
your
Alone-ness

Such a deserved state
for one who took solace
from others
with
your
lies
and
double-crosses

When you pretend to be a friend
you will only have
pretend friends

Such a shame you
took
and
tore
the gift of a sacred heart
from one who embraced you

Perhaps you'd not be so alone
if only you could have made the choice
to be
true
authentic

*Pathetic
I am unable to muster any sympathy for someone who could hurt others so egregiously....perhaps I will work on this in my next life.
It definitely was not a first kiss
     innocent and pure and so
          eagerly anticipated.
It could not have been a last kiss
     tragic and cold and so
           easily forgotten.
It was a kiss of death
It was a kiss of life
It was a kiss unlike any
     living
     breathing
     pulsing
     pulling
     shocking
     teasing
     reality
It was a kiss of a dream
     with a stranger or maybe
            with a danger
Left me
     aching
     burning
     yearning
     more or less....
I rescinded the invitation

You can stop your invasion

Careless
Cruel
Calculating

Perhaps even dumb like you said

Inhuman  you are

You are not welcome here
She does not deserve the privilege of my prose
the filth of

your presence

their existence

in a world of

ego absorbed

arrogance

sickens

me
I see the fool standing there
as though she is separate
from me

The one who allowed you to
drink away my dreams
The one who provided you the
hatchet that
hacked my heart
The one who
turned a blind eye
from your shrouded truth

You hid  behind that waterfall
and
acid spray now eats my flesh

There's the unintended damage
you scar and scorch my earth
the erosion and desolation
obvious to
you
and
them
You pay attention when I speak of
love
sunrises and sunsets
rainbows
that soft caress
contentment
All the simple and complex things of beauty that I hope you all get the opportunity to experience

I find these topics tiresome when it comes to trying to convey truly deep experiences

There is clearly
passion in pain

I feel most

Human
and
Humble

When I dig deep and
pinch the painful nerve

It reminds me that I am strong
It reminds me that I will survive
It reminds me that I will strengthen

My passion is in my pain
of which you've supplied an infinite amount
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