heartache disbosomed

heartache disbosomed

 

after 6 years of mental abuse,

4 hours of crying and screaming

and bargaining and begging,

5 broken dishes,

2 holes in the drywall

and ten minutes of being threatened

at steak knifepoint,

I’ve submitted.

 

and,

now that you are gone,

I admit that I’ll miss

your drug addictions,

bad credit,

huge dentist bills,

student loans,

anger issues

and cherubic laughter.

 

how shall I ever persevere,

left with nothing, but

a decent job,

a tidy home,

financial stability,

and my sanity?

 

I know there’ll be hard days

of staring at the cigarette holes you left in the carpet,

smiling at the gunshot holes you put into the ceiling,

sitting in the broken down Lincoln

turning into a rust sculpture

on my front lawn.

 

surely, the memories will haunt me.

 

but, I’ll soldier on, somehow,

through long wicked bouts of peace,

raging storms of quiet,

and wild fits of untormented rest.

 

it’ll be tough,

but I’ll make it.

 

and, I hope you find that wildfire circus

of limitless stupidity

you’ve always dreamed of;

I hope you find a frigid

black void

in which to ball up

and expire,

and someone special

with whom to share

your lifelong suicide.

 

just remember,

if it doesn't work out,

I’ll be shivering here,

in the sunshine,

wising for my precious plague

to return;

 

hoping you’ll run out of methadone,

and

come home.

Reviews

[roarke]

now, see, that's not too ironically cynical..... sounds like every EX's from Texas...hahahaaha.

my favorite, ".... and cherubic laughter" hahahaahaha killer line.

the interesting and funny part is, that it'll be taken differently by each sex..... I see the steak knife terrorist as a chick.... but then that's the abused chauvinist in me....

nailed this one R.G.

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

You never do really get over the people you love no matter how they treat you, your kinda like the drug addict yourself feining for the next hit of love

I Loved this I just dont know what to say about it ... its amazing
great flow full of passion anger and longing and powerful imagery

A stand out stanza for me was "But I’ll soldier on, somehow, through long wicked bouts of peace, raging storms of quiet, and wild fits of untormented rest."

brilliant

100/100

[SkinlessFrank]

This is a satisfying and somehow cosmically correct statement of the things we don't know we'll miss until there gone. Most normal days can be so dull that we forget we're alive...oh for the days when we tossed knives at each others' toes.

[joshua deathdealer]

I've had these thoughts before. Well penned. Love it.