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home- unless stated otherwise. in the passenger side. on the road. in the middle of the night.
my mind races from him to him.
have i crossed these lines before?
have we listened to this song already? have i already said that?
flashback to last week. last month. last year. to him to him to her to them to us.
too many have left scars. open gashes bleeding. finger/handprints on my neck.

love crimes have been committed. examine these blood-soaked rags. do you know where he has gone? do you know what he plans on doing next?

she had the galaxy in her hand. and let the stars slip through her open palm.
today you looked
across the table at
me. you said, "I
think you were
too scared of me."
but I wasn't scared
not of you
no
no
never I just needed
you so much that
it terrified me.
Honest moments are born
In the predawn stillness of the night
Tearful confessions whispered
Into the nook of one's neck
Smoke drifting lazily towards the ceiling
While the candle flickers in the background
Dancing and dancing all of the pain away
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