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I'm told the only way grow over you, is to peel apart every memory; I must reach down my choked-up throat, and feel around for you inside my broken body - find the figments of my bitter fantasies and watch them over and over *[the night we walked home at 3am and shouted lyrics from Snow Patrol at the scarecrows in the graveyard/ the night we ****** three consecutive times/ the night I decided I would let myself fall]* until I suffocate and hate you, all the same; the best-tested remedy is to become a practicing ********* - a professional pain analyst, and so I'll gag myself cleansing my body from your presence, I'll pour my liver out if only to pry apart the bargains; I will ruin every black and white filmstrip if only to say goodbye for the last time
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
In-Patient
I'm told the only way grow over you, is to peel apart every memory; I must reach down my choked-up throat, and feel around for you inside my broken body - find the figments of my bitter fantasies and watch them over and over *[the night we walked home at 3am and shouted lyrics from Snow Patrol at the scarecrows in the graveyard/ the night we ****** three consecutive times/ the night I decided I would let myself fall]* until I suffocate and hate you, all the same; the best-tested remedy is to become a practicing ********* - a professional pain analyst, and so I'll gag myself cleansing my body from your presence, I'll pour my liver out if only to pry apart the bargains; I will ruin every black and white filmstrip if only to say goodbye for the last time
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alexandra-emmalie
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
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