Sugar on your tongue
Inhale
Water licks my blood
Dead pale
Rain fills up my lungs
It’s hail
It’s a hand she held to my chest
Lips to my neck
I didn’t understand
Poison on her breath
Sleeping in her bed
Blood on the sheets
A memory that brings back memories
Red
Sink back, sink stained
Red
Fear
Black out, panic
Fear
Breathe
Drowning, in blood
Breathe
I yearned for his heat
Warm skin
Lust from curiosity
To sin
Exposed to release
Longing
It’s a lack of guidance
A cowards ignorance
No answers given when the questions aren’t asked
I wasn’t okay but no one cared about my pain
Blue
Numb and insane
Blue
Blade
Relieves hate
Blade
Love
Hide, it brings shame
Love
Now can’t you know
Don’t you know
I can’t touch
I won’t feel
I don’t let my wrists heal
Now will you tell
Don’t you tell
I want to die
I want to live
I want someone to care
But I will always shy away
2 comments
nice poem dear….
feels you are really in love…hope that that person has the same feeling for you..
“Somewhere we always resent the loss of freedom that love involves.”
“We’re in a free fall into future. We don’t know where we’re going. Things are changing so fast. And always when you’re going through a long tunnel, anxiety comes along. But all you have to do to transform your hell into a paradise is to turn your fall into a voluntary act. It’s a very interesting shift of perspective . . . Joyfully participate in the sorrows of the world and everything changes.” —Joseph Campbell