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Feb 2015
All I need to do is let you go.
When I get that off the road,
I'll be able to take the knives out.
But I can't release once I've lost control.
I let myself believe I could make you happy.
And I turned around too fast, forgetting the spike in my hand.
It went directly into your gut, spilling your blood for me.
It was all too literal to watch.
I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.
To watch you hurt is to look in a mirror.
I feel it where you feel it.
I see it how you see it.
I'm hurting too.
I'm hurting too.
I love you so much, and I keep ******* up.
But being with you made me whole again.
You helped me remember how strong I am.
You're like the ******* force behind my mangled heartbeat.
Mostly, you remind me that I want to live.
I'm so sorry that I keep torturing you.
And I love you.
I love you.
Meris King
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Meris King  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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