On the floor again.A Poem by johnnyqueerThe realization that love has died, and anger from all the time wasted.
Come home, back to me and all you left.
I'll swallow my pride and accept your addiction, the hole in your soul I couldn't occupy. Lie quietly in bed with me, toke up and snuggle into my side. You'll be high, and I'll be happy for the first time since the night you said goodbye. You'll fall asleep and breathe softly, exhaling the scent I grew to hate. I'll shiver to the murmurs escaping your perfect lips as you sleep. I'll caress your hand, place it lightly upon my heart. Trace your fingers with my own, and cry myself to sleep. Wake up with you turned, facing away from me in fetal position. Wrapped up tight in our comforter, leaving me with none. I shiver but refrain from bothering you, I get up and walk downstairs. Start the kettle, turn it off and take a shot instead. Half a bottle later, I grab an afghan and stumble to the couch... I try to convince myself that you love me, and that I'm happy... I know I'm delusional and I know that everything will become as it was. I debate getting up, downing my ambien with the rest of the bottle. You wake up and walk downstairs... I'm on the floor again, you gently shake me back into awareness. "Babe, why are you on the floor again"? I fumble searching for a lie... I find nothing so I kiss you instead. I realize, right then at eighty thirty seven in the morning, that our spark is truly dead... I look you in the eyes, and ask you if you love me... You hesitate for a bit then continue with "yeah, of course. Babe". I vomit in my mouth, as you spew such a careless, cliche response. I break down and run to the kitchen. Gulp down as much Jack as my stomach allows me. Throw a bag at your face, and scream... Get the f**k out! © 2011 johnnyqueerAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on September 2, 2011 Last Updated on September 2, 2011 AuthorjohnnyqueerNYAboutHello, I'm Johnny. Writing is a form of alchemy to me. I transform all my feelings into text; Dancing, slithering, and stumbling from white pages. If you like my writing you can find me on Instagr.. more..Writing
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