Falls

Breaking glass

and all the sounds I hear when you sleep,

shocks, and lightning, and darkness

from which my mind forms shapes

and monsters

boil my blood enough for

me to let a shrill scream

into the night.

 

Come to me and say there's

nothing to be afraid of

and that you'll protect me.

Don't make promises you will

break

just because you can,

just because it's sweet to hurt

someone unprotected.

 

I scream, and you repeat your

speech with practised ease.

Oh, but those nightly creatures have

long been my friends,

hugging me when you weren't here

and when I cried myself to sleep, knowing

you were out there with her because

"She isn't friends with her own head.“

 

It has been long since I've befriended my terrors

and you've rather became a fear itself,

of apologies you didn't mean

and of hate deep inside your eyes.

It was them who listened to my

love given up in shards

when you weren't faking loyalty

and them who said it's alright.

 

I screamed your name

as you screamed hers

until it got hard to discern a wish

from anger.

 

Long ago has darkness cured my wounds.

Long before you reassured me.

Author's Note

A 2010 poem I never published.

Reviews

[abraxus89]

I liked it.

To me it sounds like one of two things.:

1- your talking about yourself and a loved one who wasnt around when you needed him.

2- your talking about yourself, a guy like but at the end you reffer to yourself in the 3rd person. Perhaps im wrong.

I liked it.

[Little Birdie]

The former one. Thank you very much :)

[abraxus89]

Ahh I see. well I know exactly what it feels like.

Anyway nice poem.