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W Winchester Mar 2014
Let's talk about heartbreak
and the feeling of being torn apart from the inside out.
We'll talk about the relentless waterfalls streaming down your face,
talk about the emptiness and numbness when the hurt is finally done

Let's talk about pain
and the absolute lack of physical ability to even register the effects on your mind.
We'll talk about how much you don't want to talk about it,
talk about how alone you feel and how helpless you think you are

Let's talk about humiliation
and the loss of control.
We'll talk about your need to stay hidden behind plaster walls of makeup,
talk about how you can't even stand to hear your own voice or see your own pretty face

Let's talk about depression
and the lack of emotion
We'll talk about how dark your world is,
talk about how tomorrow is unfathomable and today is unbearable

Let's talk...
Let's talk about bullying
W Winchester Mar 2014
My question is

How is there shame for the guiltless but no guilt for the shameless?

Why should we feel sorry for the unapologetic?

Why do we glorify the victimized and discredit the victim?

Who do we look at with judgement in our eyes?
W Winchester Mar 2014
Pardon my presence,
But I'm waiting for a friend

Excuse my desolation,
he said he'd be here in a minute

Sorry I'm in your way,
I thought he might call

I can't move, no, he won't see me
if I'm not right where he told me to wait

I apologize for inconviniencing you,
but I'm waiting for a friend

He said he'd come
He said he'd call
He said he'd be here

I'll move my bag

Here, let me get out of your way

No, I don't need a ride

I was waiting for a friend,
he said he'd stop by
W Winchester Mar 2014
I know you
In fact, I know everything about you

I know the way you tie your hair up,
Left hand over right in a loose bun
twist once, twice, and then shake

I know what music you listen to,
Alternative rock, at half volume
and you skip nearly half the songs
past the first forty-five seconds

I know the way you dress,
but in fact, you never wear dresses

I know the way you think,
You used to have a mantra
"Concealer is for girls who have something to hide"

I know what shoes you wear,
and you tie the laces of your boots
in a double knot

I know the way you look at people,
you refuse to see only the surface
but your judgement is critical

I know you because we're
together always

I know you
I know everything about you

But I'm not obsessed with you,
I am you
W Winchester Mar 2014
Sometimes I want to just
erase everything

Start over

Redo

I want to take back the things I said

I want to start over with you,
let me introduce myself

I want to redo
All of my mistakes

Because I'm not sure if I learned from them

So let's just erase
Everything that happened

Make new mistakes
And learn to be

Imperfect
W Winchester Mar 2014
Have you ever been stuck
in absolute nothingness?

No matter how you get there,
you know you can't get out

Once here, the vines of your
guilt, sadness, remembrance
entangle you

In negative space,
you'll come to realize
how nothing is
peaceful
and empty

And you'll learn
to love it

Because nothing lasts forever
W Winchester Mar 2014
You and I
stood hand in hand

You and I
walked in the sand

You and I
were together once

You and I
would never let go

You and I
reached out over water

You and I
left footprints in the dirt

You and I
were fraying memories

You and I
held on as long as we could

You and I
were always separate

We were notwithstanding

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