poetry
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You cannot leave me Dig down deep, you know the truth Because you are mine
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Please get some vices. Your brain and heart are melting. You must save yourself. (aka doctor’s orders)
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Change is in the air~ I just hope that the winds favor me.
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I am torn between Time zones, places, and people. What should a girl do?
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Someone said to me, It is so bad for your heart But good for your art
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I could have sworn that you were broken. I never thought that I would be the one to break you. But I give myself too much credit. And you never enough.
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I hate you. Plain and simple, isn’t it? No, because nothing is ever plain or simple. This deeply rooted hate stems from a place of even greater love. A love that was ruined by a revelation. A revelation that involved an adulterous affair and a child born out of wedlock. The signs were there all…
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We haven’t spoken in a while. Yet every time we speak it’s the same conversation. I miss you. I miss you too. Are we going to meet up soon? Definitely. And then the conversation goes cold. When do we stop fooling ourselves? There’s no point in chasing phantoms, only to trip on memories.
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Old lovers crawling out of the wasteland that is my memory. They have no right occupying space in my head anymore. Exile is best suited for them. And yet, I feel a subtle twinge of sadness. Feelings never really faded, only put in stasis.
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Once trust is broken, it’s gone forever. I’m not really sorry, am I? It’s more like I’m sorry for myself. The repentant liar. Hoping that my penance will save me from damnation. (written May 14th, 2016)
Trapped In The Margins 