Stitches

My brain keeps flipping switches

I keep pulling at the stitches

Causing it to fester

While you treat me like some jester

You said that you would love me

Forever

But you never really did

So I sewed it all away

Until one day

I started pulling at the stitches

I could only try to buy

Your alibi

For so long

Before the old wound itches

Why the hell do I want you back?

Your heart was cold

Your soul was black

You hurt me, 

Slashed open my heart

So I pushed all the pain within

To let it fester within the dark

While I pasted on a fake grin

You did it just to watch me bleed

And guaranteed my misery

All the while

There was no mystery

Our history is all too clear

I saw her standing near

And saw what you were doing

Watched your pleasure brewing

I couldn't miss the kiss

Now I can't help but scratch

And pull at these old stitches

You said that you loved me

But you never really did

Author's Note

I had a lotta fun working on this collab with you, T.S. Ulmus!!
It was interesting to see how our brains combined to make this little poem.

Let me know what y'all think of our poem!!

Reviews

[Relic]

Now you know he was a craphead. And all crapheads should be ignored and put out to pasture where they belong. Put it in your local newspaper: Craphead at large. Watch out for him ladies. He'll eat you up and spit you out. Even your dog won't approve of his actions.

All kidding aside, nice collab.

[Nix is typing...]

Lol, thank you for your funny review, Relic!!! I really appreciate it!! ❤️

[Relic]

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[Chris Shaw]

A relationship falling apart at the seams. Those split stitches hurt like hell. Some are beyond repair. Not worth attempting. I enjoyed this collab Nix.

Chris

[Nix is typing...]

Thank you, Chris!! ❤️

[The Ink Chapters]

Ooh I like this one, it really is like someone is pulling you apart at the seams when they break your heart. Great imagery and good collaboration piece.

[Nix is typing...]

You're so sweet!! Thanks so much for your review, Ink!!!! 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

There is a song by Leonard Cohen call "Fingerprints." When I read these words dear poet. I remember the old song.
"Now I can't help but scratch
And pull at these old stitches
You said that you loved me
But you never really did"
This could be a cool song. Removing the old stitches may leave scars, may bleed. Must be done sometime. I liked the complete poem and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Nix is typing...]

I'm glad my poem made you reminisce!! I think it probably would be a cool song, too! Thanks for your review, Coyote!! 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

I wrote a poem because of you dear poet. You were my muse for my poem. "Stitches." You are welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sometimes we just don't know when to leave well enough alone. We beat our hearts against the wall trying to mend a relationship when it just won't stay mended.
nice blend of voices in this one...sounds like one pen, not two...and in a collaboration, that is what
we strive to do.

[Nix is typing...]

Thank you, Jacob! We tried to make it so that both of our poetic voices stood out, but also not too much to the point where you could tell it was a collab without even reading the author's note. I think this poem was a perfect combination of both mine and Ts's poetic voice. Thank you for your review!! ❤️

[T.S. Ulmus]

Thank you, that really is the highest compliment. We created one poem together rather than just tacking on lines to someone else's work.

[Nomo]

You guys did good writing this. Take care of your heart and who you fall for. Only give your heart to those who can live to love you.

[Nix is typing...]

Aww, I loved this review, Nomo!! Thank you so much!! Sometimes it's hard to control who I fall for, especially when you wear your heart on your sleeve the way I do.