Perfect hair
Perfect skin
It’s a shame
You’re not
So perfect
Within
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Perfect hair
Perfect skin
It’s a shame
You’re not
So perfect
Within
If we ever
Met again
I’d explain why
I walked away
It wasn’t that
I didn’t want to chat
But I simply
Had nothing to say
You’re a gambling man
She said
What odds would you give me?
On you seeing it though
He said
I’d give you 2 to 3
Somewhere between
Life and death
I wake to draw
Another breath
I will always say
That I’m doing well
And that nothing
Could ever annoy me
Because if I didn’t
That look
On your face
Would absolutely destroy me
You can try
To work me out
You can try
To take me apart
But all you’ll find
Is a fragile mind
With a bitter
And blackened old heart
What you said
That day
Hurt me
How you treated me
Was wrong
So I’ll make sure
You get yours
To rapturous applause
Before
Too fucking long
I know
Your words
I forever
Negated
But your
Kindness
Was always
Appreciated
If there’s
One thing
I know
With complete
Certainty
It’s that
I’ve seen
Enough rain
To last
An eternity
If only you knew
You’re heaven sent
How you just listening
Helps me to vent
But you never will
‘Cause I’ll never say
As I wouldn’t risk
You walking away
I’m starting to think
It’s time
For someone else
To help you instead
You’re far too reliant
And much too incompliant
For me
To sort out your head
If stress
Is caused
By giving
A fuck
Then
I’m very glad
I don’t
A simple girl
With simple needs
Willing to wander
Through the weeds
Searching for something
True to find
While leaving all
Her doubts behind
Just when you think
It’s over
Just when you think
It’s done
The paranoia
Seeps back in
And toys with you
For fun
Whenever
You feel
Something might
Be amiss
Remember you can’t
Get hurt
By what doesn’t
Exist
Wearing away
My heart and soul
Destroying me was
Your only goal
So with your daggers
You proceeded
Until I was broken
And you’d succeeded
Remember
When you told me
I’d never get hurt again
That it didn’t matter
How my heart was shattered
As there wouldn’t be
Any more pain
Well, you lied
This is worse
There are lots
Of things
That I regret
Some I’m happy
To remember
And some
I’d rather forget
Stop giving
It all away
And save some
For yourself
If you carry on
It’ll all be gone
And you’ll destroy
Your mental health
Every time
I tried to speak
I realised
I couldn’t
Because
Every time
I opened up
You’d show me why
I shouldn’t
I think it’s unfair
To suggest
I use my childhood
As a shield
When, in fact,
It’s the way they act
That makes me
Unwilling
To yield
For the first time
In a long time
I felt myself
Today
Full of lumps
Bruises and bumps
Yet I still took
My own breath away
Think
Of me less
As a hot
Fucking mess
And just
Someone
Who’s lost
Their way
Cowering
Here
Pride
On the floor
Crippling
Fear
You’ll be back
For more
I understand
It takes time
For wounds
Like these
To heal
But I got bored
Of myself
Years ago
So fuck knows
How you feel
I don’t think
I’ll ever
Drown out
These voices
As I like
The sound
Of all
Of their choices
When you said
I should leave
I did what
You asked me to do
I used that day
To run away
From everything
I knew
All those years
You took the blame
For me pressing
Self destruct
When, in truth,
It was just an excuse
That I used
To get fucked
Don’t you want to get better?
No, she politely replied
I think folks would be happier
If I just quietly died
A heart
Dejected
Words
Neglected
People
Rejected
Yet challenge
Accepted
All those worries
Doubts and fears
Washed away
Through a river
Of tears
You seem to spend more time
Smiling
He said
Than you ever did
Before
I’ve just gotten better
At hiding
She said
So you won’t ask me
Anymore
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