loved him with
everything i had
my soul
my heart
my head.

but in the downward spiral,
i realized i had forgotten
to love myself,
maybe i loved him too much.

and when he had left
i was left with nothing
but a bare soul,
trembling hands,
striped scarred skin
and a bitter tongue.

they can say
opposites attract
but they don't
ever say what happens
when they meet.

we're bleach and
black clothes
and we leave each other
stained and pink and raw
and neither is the same
when it's over

one can't forget the other.

i'm bleach because
i can crackle your throat
i can sizzle your tongue
until it snaps repeatedly
words you'll never mean
and i can make you bleed
internally

you're black clothes because
you mask others because
you want the spotlight
and i can ruin that with a drop
and i relish that thought

they can say
opposites attract,
but they never
can say what happens
because you and i
are the definition
and we know it all too well

How lovely to have drowned
with people all around
and not a soul bear to see
what was it that became of me.

silence slipped fingers
against my lips

silence struck metal
against my hips

silence slipped the
grainy film from my eyes

silence broadened me
to how this world lies

silence had grabbed
me by the cheek

silence said that
to cry was weak





silence taught me
how to look you right in the eye

and lie.