I feel empty...
And there's this numbness in
my chest that has been
keeping me awake
late at night whenever
I try to sleep.

        I feel as if
  everything
I believed in has
    turned on me,
    all at once.

I want to
start over
something fresh
and brand new

Dewdrops kissing
the morning
describe my
thoughts of you

It's Friday night at the sorority house.
You struggle to find the perfect blouse.
For the party of the year is happening tonight.
So you make sure everything is completely right.

Subtlety was left with your coat at the door.
I'd expect nothing less from a party-hopping *****.
I've no place to judge if promiscuity be your choice.
But it's the same decision that makes my friends rejoice.

Your claws sink in to the first bro you see.
Tonight he is everything you want him to be.
Muscular, tall, and a great head of hair.
You hardly notice him pretend to care.

You leave the party and end up at his place.
His pretentious lines cause a smile on your face.
Then he brings his mouth close to your lips.
Not the ones on your face but those between your hips.

As you lay in his bed, your hair quite the mess.
The words you uttered for those to bless.
You ask yourself if there's anything better.
Than being a mark on his varsity letter.

You remind me
of months of loneliness;
an ache I held dearly
between the crooked ribs of my memory.

Cracked open, I could find you nestled,
shrouded in hazel locks.
Your lungs breathless in awe,
bones and dead tissue.

I watch the freckles on your skin evaporate,
dissipate, evade my glance.
You remind me of loss, love and heartbreak;
hopelessness.