my bags covered the hallways, and i
took the shower curtain, not the memories,
like when you left me to go party in January,
dissembled us and lost the allan key -
left the birthday cards in the junk drawer,
where you can find me - discarded dust bunny,
sat on the balcony, and cried about it…again,
then remembered when you yelled at me,
made me feel smaller than a strawberry -
shortcake never sweet enough to make you see,
recipes and ikea instructions won't fix us, so,
you left me, thinking i should never get close
to anyone, ever, talking in my sleep,
now it feels better in my own company -
but tonight i feel weak, maybe i don't have any
redeemable qualities, that they can love deeply -
but i pick up my bags, bolt the rotten door, and go,
hammer in my resentments, kick my head up, so
leave us in the cold, **** around and find out,
but you still text me though.
Aug 28, 2023
Aug 28, 2023 at 4:29 PM UTC
my bags covered the hallways, and i
took the shower curtain, not the memories,
like when you left me to go party in January,
dissembled us and lost the allan key -
left the birthday cards in the junk drawer,
where you can find me - discarded dust bunny,
sat on the balcony, and cried about it…again,
then remembered when you yelled at me,
made me feel smaller than a strawberry -
shortcake never sweet enough to make you see,
recipes and ikea instructions won't fix us, so,
you left me, thinking i should never get close
to anyone, ever, talking in my sleep,
now it feels better in my own company -
but tonight i feel weak, maybe i don't have any
redeemable qualities, that they can love deeply -
but i pick up my bags, bolt the rotten door, and go,
hammer in my resentments, kick my head up, so
leave us in the cold, **** around and find out,
but you still text me though.
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