poetry

weak thighs and not lies

 

the best part is i know i’m there with you

lightly whispering in your ear as her fingers linger up your weak thighs

“it’s never enough is it?”

you wince at the truth of my statement

(they always try to push me aside)

but the voices stay with you long after i’m gone

“still not enough huh?”

(never will be, babe)

rope and red tape are very similar in theory

 

and every time
like routine maintenance

i hold this huge rope-cutting ceremony and i shout from the rooftops

“BE GONE – I have now let go!” 

 

i’m always lying

there’s always going to be a part of you i can’t rid myself of

like a glitter bomb going off in your glove compartment

like the feeling of nostalgia on a late warm summer night

i’ll always be there

and so will you

(nights) like these

on nights like these

i’ll let you sink in

let you slide right under my skin

 

come right to me

let me relieve

all of the misery

you’ve felt since you left me

 

i won’t tell i know you won’t

You say you’re fine but you’re not

 

let’s just ignore the issues

can’t lose another second without you

 

just let it be

 

on nights like these

forever the one that got away – they don’t seem to like to stay

 

 

He doesn’t recognize the space I take up 

His mind on himself

My mind on help 

Rolls his eyes when I say excuse me

I wish I could be

Without so many apologies 

He said I had too many bad days 

Doesn’t even consider 

That he treats me like litter 

What will happen when I’m in my own space? 

Not more saying sorry 

No more unheard stories 

You’ll start to feel the world close up around you 

You should’ve made way 

Instead of making me decay 

I will not die due to love I’ve said it before

I’ve lived through an end 

I promise you will never mend 

They always miss me – always come running back

Treat me with love from your heart 

And maybe, in the end, you won’t be 

Falling

Apart. 

questions to consider

 

Don’t you see?  

Soon enough you’ll be as lonely as one can be

Are you aware?  

One day I’ll be far away from your stare

Do you feel it?  

The first punch of heartbreak’s hit

Will you be sorry?  

Once I’m gone and you’re alone in your story

black hole: a note

anoteanoteanote….

It’s my favourite part 

The looks of realization 

The overwhelming presence of forgetfulness 

When I leave I don’t simply walk away

I always leave a huge black hole where I once laid

And now you will be left all alone with the void

As many men before you have learned to live with 

It cannot be filled with another 

It cannot be replaced by a new passion

Even I, myself, cannot fill this void for you 

Because once I have gotten up 

Decided to leave

It’s extremely hard to get me seated again

And you’ll walk around and see me everywhere 

You’ll wish you held my hand instead of your phone 

The silence won’t feel the same without me around

I hope it swallows you whole

And you realize 

What you have left in the dust 

Was the only thing that made you feel alive in the first place