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Liz Devine Oct 2012
I forgot to breathe today
when I found your hair
red and shiny,
staring back at me

all coiled and coy
laying there lifeless
in the corner of my closet

I thought seriously
about returning it
but I knew you wouldn't miss it
just another thing to lose
another piece of you gone
I'm sure you didn't notice

So I placed it on my pillow,
laid my head down and gazed
at its beauty and knew
that it looked at home in my home
and good in my graces

I slept beside it for hours
and when I awoke
it didn't greet me good morning
it was gone,
but it was probably never there at all
Liz Devine Oct 2012
It's coming,
and on the edge of my heels
I can sense it
and I know what it feels like

I've got to run
things are too easy,
too simple and suburban,
this life's too apple pie for me

I think I'm masochistic
I've got a constant need for pain
even when it's not there
I'll go find it
or it'll come looking for me

Because it's on the precipice of greatness
that darkness will be lurking
to hit and spit
and pull the rug from under me.
Liz Devine Oct 2012
Remeber,
it was a year ago today
that I let you go.

Are you still around?
Still there to hear my call?
Maddening and still
I wait.

Incase you're somewhere out there
listening to my voice
I just wanted to say,
thank you little one
for giving me strength and allowing me to love

Your lack of existence
was something bigger
than imaginery
more real than reality
it moved mountains inside me
created oceans
caused thunder

You taught me
to love me
because I was worth it
and deserved it
when I asked "why"
You said "why not"
Liz Devine Oct 2012
I can no longer
run and hide from this
this love,
so pure and crystiline

There's movement here
in my chest,
where my heart used to be
when it was new
and beating

I sweat and sin for this
drink my baby gone
and bleed for it
this sweet and sticky thing,
they call happiness

It's addicting
and I've always been a fool
for drugs
a sucker for a hit
strung out on kisses and sweaty palms

I'd be new for this
get clean and pray for it
for a chance to be new again
my feathers unruffled
and my hair untangled

No more make up smudges
black **** covering my eyes
waking up with tears
because that girl is gone
and this one's newly forming.
Liz Devine Oct 2012
You
touch me,
like you know me,
and it feels good
Yeah, I let it feel good
this time

Brown hands
on my skin
and I'm at home
with you in my bed

I let something move,
deep inside me
while you were moving,
deep inside me

I let that something take hold,
I let it shift
and from a creation
became a small formation
which created a nation
within my body and soul
which poured from mind and mouth
and made me whole

Yeah,
I'll take this
I'll let this be okay
Liz Devine Sep 2012
And then I killed it,
or at least I dreamed that I did.
It's not always easy to tell
the dreaming from the waking,
or reality from the imaginary

But it felt so real,
too hold it down
until it released its last breath
and finally let me go

The crow doesn't cry for me now
he doesn't wait for me at every turn
around every corner
and behind the sinking sun

He no longer sits on my heart
and spits poison into my blood
pecking at all my soft spots
before casting his shadow into view

He's gone now
because I killed him
and with that final act of redemption,
I was freed
to finally live and laugh in the light of love.
Liz Devine Sep 2012
The bird outside my window
flew high the day you left me
he soared and cawed,
as if warning me
and urging me to walk away
but I didn't,
because love is a funny thing

He's been waiting on the sill
for me to open up
and gently shoo him away
but instead I lay in bed
twisting with pain and loss
dying a little more,
with every passing moment

That old bird never left me
he hangs around, lazily
waiting for me to let go
waiting for me to move on

But I can't
and I won't
because being bitter is too easy
and falling out of grace,
is a beautiful way to be
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