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You couldn't love yourself
So you wouldn't let me love you
I often feel alone
even though I 'm reminded
that I have family
that loves me

but sometimes

Family is just a mirror that
chooses to reflect every bad decision
you've ever made in your life
while hiding behind the glass

Sometimes, conversations are held
on one way streets, where sin only comes
in black and white, and the ones that love you
hold gavels between clenched fists

Sometimes, love looks like scorn
and hugs feel a lot like straight jackets that
leave bruises in the shape of hearts
and I-told-you-sos

So I'm alone, and a sinner
*tell me something I didn't already know.
i committed a sin
on the night of the eve
it was something
i swore i would
never forget.

i committed a sin
on the night of the eve
when everyone was happy
they were smiling
they were laughing.

i committed a sin
on the night of the eve
when husbands and wives
held hands
under the tree.

i committed a sin
on the night of the eve
do you remember,
past lover,
your anguished tears?
I learn more about the importance of guarding my heart every time I open it. I am far too naive and hopeful, I love too easily and I am too quick to believe things people say to me. I see the best in people and even though I allow myself to see people’s true colors, I become blind to how dark the shades get. I am the grand optimist, because I lay on the dirt in the dark where people leave me and all I can look at is the stars. I am tired of being used to fill a void, because I am whole. I am a full moon, and every man I encounter is my phase; slowly, piece by piece I disappear, until I enclose entirely into the shadows. Today is another new moon.
© Victoria Jasmine
Sometimes I'd walk,
walk far from home,
the things I've seen,
and I alone.

— The End —