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Feb 2014
I don't understand at all
My father told me to keep my books on Law so that he can read them
He's not a word smart man but he gives what he can and that's enough for me
Working his hands since fourteen
till arthritis sinks in and the sunken skin between his fingers shows muscles that you never thought were able to see

My cat walks under my feet and I trip on the carpet in front of the sink trying to rinse my hands in the late night glow
Stumbling back in the dark, reaching out for a touch, trying not to fall
But there's no one here to catch me
I don't understand at all

I'm lying in bed and I should be reading but these words wouldn't leave my head no matter how hard I fought
I quit counting the days that you've been gone and I've lost track of the weeks which means by now you've forgotten me because I was the last something, I was the last string that held together anything
I have cavities growing in my teeth from sweet tastes you left inside of me waiting for you to call

you stripped me ******* raw

And I will never
I can never
I will never understand at all
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