by Ashley Marie Ohmer on Tuesday, May 22, 2012 at 8:08pm ·
And she says “I know of heart break
I have lived life in the home of broken dreams”
And you seek forgiveness from a grace forsaken
consumed with memories of ghost long tied as anchors on this hollowed out heart.
And you smash open opportunity,
like it’s another kill, another pill to swallow
just like another lover you left long ago
but still remember.
you keep the disease thinking it’s the cure
sending those that save packing
and you look for love at the end of a whiskey bottle promising yourself one day you’d end the pain
and you no longer distinguish the devil longing only for another tool to use
and you chase your highs like the ghosts at your door
and you’d knock on mine and id bring you in
how many times did I let you in?
and if you were here
you’d get to hear my heartbeat,
and id would remember were not the same.
and I remember the heartbeats
while you… you struggle with your name.