DebtA Poem by K.S.78Debt K.S. 6-14-13
I am asking for restitution. Absolution, something worth anything, for all the time I put into nothing.
You could instigate a scream in an otherwise silent room just by the way you move. Your ways are only trickery that deceives me.
A fractured sculpture, I stare at it, seeing its complexity. What once was is strained at the very least. We both know what caused the ache.
Disoriented by the rains percussion we are a broken record repeating the same discussion. I spin one way, you spin the other direction. It never ends.
People I know are insipid to make me into a documentary entitled “Lonely” and in true form you weren’t there. Again I scream you never were! After all I was only your w***e, obsolete, you never wanted anything more.
It’s repulsive to learn that I still crave to be under your skin, to want to live within your sickness, its depths, well we won’t get pretentious. I am far from vindictive.
I need to stabilize my smile before they put me on a stretcher, before they can tell how far gone I am. Such severe denial can’t be good for anyone.
I want to feel weightless like the balloons I take pictures of hoping one day they will come specially delivered by you. This isn’t true, you are not true.
This incident has pierced my now resisted promise of loving you forever. You were toxic clinging to the atoms that were left of me. No more begging for scraps and penny’s.
Just give me your entirety; because money won’t fix anything you broke honey. . . © 2013 K.S.78Featured Review
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