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Jan 2014
I'm drunk.
I'm drunk
And I wish I hadn't eaten in months.
Everything
Tastes like you.
Everything tastes like your **** in me.
Again.
And my screaming.
Again.
And you not caring
Again.

But you're just my ******.
And my friends are blackmailing you for it.
And now you're blackmailing my friends
For breaking all your bones
After they tore you off of me.
And now it's between you and them.
And I don't want any part of it.
And if I did
No one would give me any part of it.
Okay I do.
But still no one will give me any part of it.

So I'l trudge through
******* mountains
And ***** rivers
And razor blade forests.

But you can't forcefully *******
With my body.
Just to keep yourself warm.
It hasn't sunk in yet.
But I'm starting to realize.
We don't inflict all this pain
To detracts ourselves from the pain
That people like you cause.
We inflict it to relive the pain.
Give ourselves a reason to feel.
Because the past is in the past
We have no reason to feel it anymore.

But we do.




And we will continue to do so.
AJ
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