I was always warned about your type
A voice of velvet
A taste of poison
On the lips of a god
“They will rule your mind”
But I seem to be just fine
Tag: poem
You promised you could handle
All those broken bits of me
Despite the fact, I knew damn well
I had already made you bleed
So, I can’t begin to blame you
For failing to bring me peace
When you fought at first, to make it work
But would never be what I need
It was just hitting noon
When I thought about you
Under waves of the afternoon heat
I could picture your stare
How we danced everywhere
How your love always tasted so sweet .
But a cloud met the sun
And nostalgia won
As I stood in the shade all alone
Thinking “how could it be?”
Thought it’d always be me
To tell others that you were my home
I ran my fingers through your hair
Like the pages of a good book
My body folded under the intimacy
As I craved to be a part of your storyline
Release
It was an interesting feeling
Releasing the weight of trauma and sorrow
But also feeling more of the weight than ever before
Maybe because I was more aware it enabled me to feel more
How interesting it is that while I find my happiness
I am also feeling exponential sadness
What's Mine Is Yours 