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 ****, 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.