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Your question:
CC?
My Answer:
Yes.

I walked in
For a moment
Stood in the threshold
Watching you

All the time
the only thought in my head:
This is it. This is goodbye.

Maybe my subconscious knew
We wouldn't last

You looked up at me
through your lashes
I came over
I stood on my tiptoes
You looked down at me

Then I said goodbye
Your face flashed
Confusion
Sadness
Maybe Anger?

I gave my excuse
Then walked away

You'll never know but I turned back
Expecting to see you
Looking
Watching me go

But it was a romantic notion
I had created in my head

You were already lost in a different game
You know your breaking me

So why wouldnt you let me heal?

Instead you apply the daily dose of salt to my wounds

Your lies contantly chipping away at the walls keeping me safe

Safe from the old pain the wall was built to keep away

You are the cage
The border
The fence

The love, which you used to simulataneously ensnare me and keep me with you, its poison

The kind of poison that doesnt **** you
It affects you permanently
Becomes a part of you
And then in the end
You will die with the poison sitting stationary in your veins
thats the thing about them they are so small hardly anything to complain about but at the same time so painful bright vibrant blood holding the secrets of our beings spills carelessly no one can see it there is no scar left behind to prove anything only the dread remains fear every time you turn a page insignificant yet we still grant it a bandaid we recognize its legitimacy because these small trivial cuts are the ones that get to us that continue to eat away at  us even after the self pity you expect to be hurt by the sticks and stones but in the end its the paper on which we place our words.* Thats what gets you in the end
Looking back
All the way back to when we
Talked

Talked about life and purpose
When we joked and teased each other
About everything

When we openly
Fought
About who was perfect
And who was settling

Looking back
Wondering what when wrong
What changed?

I look in the mirror
And I have my answer
Can you solve me?

unfold me expose my problems.maybe not. a simple bow slowly becoming a masterpiece of interwoven components. pick up sticks. twister. limbo. on the brink of collapse. One. two. three strikes your out. those are the rules, are you ready? go! drugs. depression. disability.drinking. abuse. blasting any sound to keep out the shouts. deceit. lies. regret. curses spewed out. careful you might trip. Or maybe you already are. like I said a bow, so easy to undo, so simplistic, internally it becomes equivalent to rocket science.  Where's the key to success? the missing puzzle piece? buried in as-seen-on-tv purchases and old moldy mattresses children's toys and croc pots. smothering the pain of a loved one passed. is he dead or alive?who knows. Is she going to make it to 50?unlikely. suicide just in time for a birthday. unfair exchange. continuing pattern. someone has to make up the hoi palloi  no one can or will solve it. you can take that to the bank...just wait a couple weeks.
Forget me nots

HE LOVES ME

he love me not

forgotten

broken

all because just when you thought you where safe
he came
swooping like an eagle
picked you up
like no had ever done
took you far away
to place
where only those dreamers
the ones who believe
in
love
who
claim
it's
like
falling
these dreamers
omnipresent
like God

discreet           delineation
only those on the       inside understand
those who are one half to a "complete" soul
Who says you can complete yourself?
Who says so?
Society
says
so
Day 1

And I'm still in love

The memory

The reality

Building a tower

Leading to the

Clouds in which

We dreamed

Day 2

Barely hanging on

A glimpse of light in dark

like embers of a once blazing fire

All passion erased

All that remain are

The shattered remains

Day 3

Gone

A barren land

Stripped of all life

No memories

No love

Only Reality

— The End —