Nov 2011
Maybe I should have seen it
The betrayal.
There must have been a hint in your smile
Or the way you stroked my hair
As if you were used to another girl’s
Strands between your fingers.
And the way your words said you cared
Oh so much
I think love was the word used.
Yet there were so many empty silences.
So many aching moments wondering
What I had said wrong,
If I had hurt your fragile
Feelings.
Questions fill my mind
Are there even feelings there?
Behind those glassy teeth,
That don’t seem to notice
The acid that seeps from them
Into my mind
Becoming these flower
And fields
With a sunlight that warms a once cold heart
Until you.
But the night falls
When you are supposed to be there
With me.
A stench,
Decaying body worthy,
Begins to fester in my nostrils
And I call you
Silence.
Again
Silence.
My best friend
Boyfriend
Must be busy
With a ****** father
Or a brother who needs distraction
Silence.
I spray your words
That you whispered to me
Over the qualms.
Like some form of an emotional Febreze.
The smell grows though
And I am not the only one to smell it.
So does she.
We slowly pry open the door
With nails at first
Towards the other
Until realization.
The corps is exposed
Prostrate
Eyes gouged out
A nose gnawed by your own personal
****
The arms are wrapped around the legs
In fetal position
Protecting itself from what
Started the decay in the first place
What strikes me the most
Is the mouth
It is askew
Turned in
The lips ripped and ******
Teeth sharpened by the
Machete tongue.
Water fills your inner cave
Tears from our collective three
All for one rotting piece of flesh.
I can’t feel a pulse anymore
Not within me
Or you.
My stomach is churning
A cliché that impacts more than just syllables
Cold chills fill my body
As I see the tears are truly for me.
And she.
And for a trust that was nonexistent
Because it was never mutual.
You were never real
The three years of bonds being built
Was all a dream.
With you there is no reality because
Within you there is no mass of muscle
Pumping the oxygen to your withering brain.
There is only your flickering tongue.
The betrayal.
There must have been a hint in your smile
Or the way you stroked my hair
As if you were used to another girl’s
Strands between your fingers.
And the way your words said you cared
Oh so much
I think love was the word used.
Yet there were so many empty silences.
So many aching moments wondering
What I had said wrong,
If I had hurt your fragile
Feelings.
Questions fill my mind
Are there even feelings there?
Behind those glassy teeth,
That don’t seem to notice
The acid that seeps from them
Into my mind
Becoming these flower
And fields
With a sunlight that warms a once cold heart
Until you.
But the night falls
When you are supposed to be there
With me.
A stench,
Decaying body worthy,
Begins to fester in my nostrils
And I call you
Silence.
Again
Silence.
My best friend
Boyfriend
Must be busy
With a ****** father
Or a brother who needs distraction
Silence.
I spray your words
That you whispered to me
Over the qualms.
Like some form of an emotional Febreze.
The smell grows though
And I am not the only one to smell it.
So does she.
We slowly pry open the door
With nails at first
Towards the other
Until realization.
The corps is exposed
Prostrate
Eyes gouged out
A nose gnawed by your own personal
****
The arms are wrapped around the legs
In fetal position
Protecting itself from what
Started the decay in the first place
What strikes me the most
Is the mouth
It is askew
Turned in
The lips ripped and ******
Teeth sharpened by the
Machete tongue.
Water fills your inner cave
Tears from our collective three
All for one rotting piece of flesh.
I can’t feel a pulse anymore
Not within me
Or you.
My stomach is churning
A cliché that impacts more than just syllables
Cold chills fill my body
As I see the tears are truly for me.
And she.
And for a trust that was nonexistent
Because it was never mutual.
You were never real
The three years of bonds being built
Was all a dream.
With you there is no reality because
Within you there is no mass of muscle
Pumping the oxygen to your withering brain.
There is only your flickering tongue.
