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  Jun 2015 Detached Dreamer
oni
we are covered
in scars
from internal
fistfights
that bled through
to the outside
Detached Dreamer Jun 2015
She apologized for
the embers he left
in her mind

and for every singed lock of hair
She dropped to her knees
and begged for forgiveness

She said sorry
for protecting the tatters
of her heart

For the shaking earthquake
her hands had become
and for wrapping her arms
tightly around her torso

She regretted trying to hold
her crumbling frame together
When he was not finished with her yet
Detached Dreamer Jun 2015
Scream*
Cry
Cut
Starve
Binge
Purge

Any other pain will do
just make it stop
  May 2015 Detached Dreamer
Diba
Aries* - Tell me about every person who broke your heart, tell me about how you fantasize of never being heard of again.

Taurus - Tell me about the demons that tuck you in bed every night and you lay awake and try to fill the void in your heart with lost causes.

Gemini - Do you remember the last time you spilled your feelings out to someone? And had them touch your soul instead of your body? Has anyone ever tried to untangle the mess you heart’s been in?

Cancer - When did you feel the shock of losing someone? When you realized you will never fell their touch or hear their voice, you will only see their smiles in photographs.

Leo - Remember the first time someone told you theyre never going to leave you? How long has the hole you’ve torn in your heart been empty?

Virgo -Tell me about how you’re torn between forgetting them and forgiving them

Libra - Tell me about how you’ve been looking for love in all the wrong people, why it hurts so much when they look at you like that.

Scorpio - Tell me about the first time you felt the weight of hatred on your heart. Who left you so broken that now your eyes would cut deeper than any knife you’ve ever picked up.  

Sagittarius - How many times have you said “why won’t my heart stop beating” before falling asleep?

Capricorn - How many times have you tried to convince your mind that the person you love, loves you back?

Aquarius - Who broke the windows to your heart? You thought it would hurt for a minute but it’s been 4 years and nothing’s changed.

Pisces - How many poems have you written that no one will ever read? The ones  about your ex lovers who left you broken on the bathroom floor while you carved their names on your walls.
Detached Dreamer May 2015
I step a little too close to the edge
Ignore the blaring horns
and the memory of your lectures.
Because maybe today
I want to be a little reckless

Ponder over the uncontrollable.
My fertility
My instability
I can easily be replaced if I don't work
The way you want me to

Take your health in your hands.
Your  curves are sweet,
but they won't be attractive in bed.
So I'll cut the calories today
and have you spoon feed me
My flaws.

I need you to tell me
what I did wrong
So dig up every gnawing fear of mine
and give it life inside
my shrinking shell

Squeeze me
Just a little too tight
and tell me:

"Hold your head up high babe"

*but just don't forget
who owns you
I’ve tattooed a line across
the veins of my wrist
and marked a down stroke
for every time
“you can’t wear red lipstick”
made me believe
I never wanted to in the first place.

for every time instead
I’ve stained my lips with cherries
learning how to tie the stems
so I can slip forget-me-knots
to the back of your throat—
do you feel my restriction now?

the razors that fly off my tongue
perk thorns on my skin,
another down stroke on my wrist
will teach me that
you were right,
shyness is a virtue.

no need to speak,
go spend one hundred dollars
and some percent for tax
to cover up,
even though I’m sure your mother told you
that cotton stains.

so make it black.
get your hair stuck
in the zipper of that sundress
and pray as you pull it out
that it will lose its pigmentation
in the process
mark a down stroke
for killing two flowers
for one bouquet.

hold it
close your eyes and throw it back,
I know we shouldn’t be wearing white anyway
but tradition can take a lot out of you
like what you really think—
don’t say **** in public.

instead drag your first impressions
all the way to the altar
and dress in your Sunday best
a flower on your lapel
clear on your lips
a stroke for the neat decline
of the son

I tattooed a line across
the veins of my wrist
and marked a down stroke
for every time
my image
was my fault.
Detached Dreamer May 2015
I wish someone had told me
he was just a silly child
an empty vessel of a man
a selfish psychopath
a boy blinded by love
who lusted for control
who craved every bloodied part of me

I wish I could tell him
that the thought of his touch
makes me feel ill
makes me feel *****
makes me feel naked

I wish he had loved me properly
from the beginning
the way a man should
with tender kisses and
even softer words

I wish I had left him
10 days in
3 weeks in
when he said "I love you"
when he hung up the phone
when I hung up the phone
when I forgot how to laugh
when I had my first anxiety attack
or the second one
or the third

*I wish I didn't love him
.......But I do
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