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Sitting here wishing on a wishing well,
praying I can escape this hell.
Slit your wrists, just to get a taste,
then spread your blood all over my face.

Let me in, but not too close,
we both know how these things go.
Just let me feel you silk soft lips,
just let me grab those bony hips.

Days go passing by,
and I still don't know why.
All the days I've spent,
and how they came and went.

Sun sets over the ocean,
I'm trapped in the Earths motion.
Rotating, day after day,
everything's repeating, the same.

Hold me tight,
don't let me go,
just let me know,
I'll be okay.

Into the late hours,
of the darkest nights,
tell me good, despite,
the blood we're losing.
No.
You are not forgiven.
You can never be forgiven.
I act fine.
I pretend to forget.
But I will always remember.
Remember what you did to me.
And I've heard it before.
"Getting over it will make you feel better."
"Forgiveness is good for the soul."
"How can you fight all the time? I'd get tired and stop."
Maybe those things are true.
Maybe I should.
But I'm the one who carries this pain.
I'm sorry.
I'm not forgiving and forgetting.
You won't change my mind about it.
So why don't you quit repeating the same thing over and over to me time and time again.
When we both know, all that comes out of your mouth, is lies.
I can feel the world,
stripping itself apart,
the soft paper mache of it's sanity,
being pulled apart to show,
the truth of this harsh world,


the generation before us,
tells us how easy we have it,
you, you didn't have wars,
hanging over your head, like dead weight,
you didn't have, the tripled problems,
why, why, did you leave this for me?


All I feel is horror,
a constant horror,
of what we can do,
of what we are capable of,


history is repeating itself,
over and over, we repeat,
the exact same mistakes,

no one sees, at least,
no one who has power,
they are too preoccupied,
with the petty worlds that they,
occupy,

Have you seen her?
That raincloud girl?
Who’s father beat like thunder
With words that cut like lightning
Who’s sunshine mother warmed all
But never stopped the storm from coming.

Have you seen her?
That handmedown girl?
Passed from one family to another
With constant conflicting opinions
And a borrowed sense of conviction
That never quite fit her right.

Have you seen her?
That sad little girl?
Who grew up believing in faerie-tales
With faith in every misspoken sentence
Who waits on every text message
Despite the repeating heartbreaking goodbyes.

Have you seen her?
That copycat girl?
Who somehow never changes
With her fragile coat of innocence
Who looks like me in mirrors
But she will never be again.
Excuse my bliss-trance
I've been seduced by the fragrant floral pheromones flooding the air,
The lilac-laced wind has wrapped my lips in splendor and
Left my eyes heavy lidded hazy
Enraptured gazing at the velvet vulvas of lilies.
The blossoming world casts it's spell of subtle sensuality
And I am left stunned in a stupor,
Heart oozing out of my orifices,
Falling in love with everything I see
Simply because it exists.
I'll caress every snapdragon to uncover it's mysterious caverns,
Stretch to kiss the slender necks of tulips,
And weave violets into my crown so our essences intertwine.
My collarbone is blushing crimson
And my head is drained of reason -
Tis the season for romantic abandon.
Determined journey has left us cold and silent
Never had I imagined that we would be as such
Words would flow at ease to the calming comfort, that once was
The calming of such that would bring us to slumber
Beside one another through the still of night
Your guided will  no longer mine, our thoughts no longer intertwine
Our differences set in stone, now my nights are all alone
Thoughts of you rush through my mind, I wonder if you miss me at times
A dream that was once you and I has become a determined journey of I

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