7 Sins of Breaking upA Poem by LauraAnnHow I was feeling after a 3 year relationship was shat onI close the box of all your s**t and I ask myself why is there so much room for so many more memories that shouldn't happen but I can't store all the hurt I have from you? I hate you because you left. I hate you because you point fingers at me and only me and you never take responsibility for your own actions. You peel my skin and tell me I'm beautiful and I believe you to the point where I walk around in the very ich that is me and then you cover me up in tar and feathers to proclaim I am the fool, The ugly fool to hide her face in the angel's feathers that guided her until she hit a rock next to a hard place. I fell. To the point where I couldn't bare to bandage what you did this time so I bled out and I'm hoping someone, anyone will have a mop to clean it up and tell me that I'm not broken that even an alarm clock with the sound warped from age you still wake up and know that your day is much more important than a boy. I carry my own tears in a jar to reuse them each time this happens but it's always the same. I cannot comprehend how each boy is different but all the f*****g same. Each smell is identical. Each laugh is the same. Each tickle is familar. and the only difference is the name.
© 2014 LauraAnnAuthor's Note
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