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Jan 2014
Little black holes are left in my spine by every time
I stood naked by your window while you hugged me from behind
I could have stayed that way a little longer
Could have sang another line
But you are a house of cards
I might have wasted an entire lifetime trying to glue you together, forever holding my breath
But you got lost somewhere between your childhood home and mine
All your love turned to poison,
It dripped out of your fingertips, through the crack between your lips, it
Came across the the line as a story you told yourself about about me so many times
That I started to think I was crazy
Darling, the story I told myself about you was so much kinder
But you stapled my hands to your bed and ruined all my favorite songs, thank god
I had to gasp
And you fell apart
You looked me in the eyes when you twisted your fingers through my hair and ******
I cracked, you tore
My head from my neck, your love from my spine
My head rolled all down the mountain and you, you coward, begged forgiveness from my corpse
Me and Pretty Polly in the forest,
We will haunt you til I die from those dark medicated corners of your mind
You'll find memories of me all around your house, covered in the ash from your stove
You will be all alone
I'm not sorry
And I will never think of you again
Sarah Writes
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Sarah Writes  Montana
(Montana)   
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