Oldest story ever told

Oldest story ever told

A Poem by MinorArt
"

You meet, you fall in something that is almost love and you find yourself staying awake at night trying to convince yourself that it is. But you're the other woman. And there's another woman.

"
Every time I know your hand entwines with hers
A gnawing ache around my chest seeps deeper in this vessel
Like pestilence
Compressed, distorted
Fills it, with pervasive panic to the brim
And I breathe the waters in for I choose to drown and not to swim

Shot my sickly heart straight for your prickly, careless touch to miss
Recoil of force I could not fathom piercing me with every kiss
That you plant on strangers lips

Eyes bleed salty sanguine grief for that promise of release
Now torched
Aflame
In infernos of painful pleasantries -
All that remain
In the wake of rancid, adulterous relief

Each time I've turned the other cheek
Has twisted, wound up all my strings
And I'm that broken ballerina on the brink
On the brink of release
But never to spin

Oh but please

Mind, head
Do not impeach
This heart that wrapped itself in thread
Of poison, limerence, of lusting leech

It knows it's done me wrong
It knows
In the phantom footsteps of a tragedy foretold
It followed and it watched
The unraveling of
Sonorous prophecies from a story so old

Supine in the face of the
Sweetest lies
Forged in nights
Of music, liquor, smear-stained sheets
Half eaten lipstick
It broke patiently and it listened

It knew then and still it knows
Decadent, my heart knows
It blinded itself with ephemeral vows Then bound me to rubbles of wistful prose

Now, that I've nested the bitterest of woes
To waste last vestiges of breath and soul
Manic, writing of a name that's lost, of a love foregone

© 2015 MinorArt


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I can overtly relate to this, more than I care to admit...but it was long ago, seemingly in another world, when I was "the other woman".

"And I'm that broken ballerina on the brink
On the brink of release
But never to spin"

Your style intrigues me, and I am thrilled to have come across it, today!

Posted 9 Years Ago


MinorArt

9 Years Ago

Thank you, for everything you've said tonight. You'll never know how much it means to me, thank you .. read more

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Added on June 8, 2015
Last Updated on June 10, 2015
Tags: Infidelity, love, lust, betrayal, other woman, another woman, heartbreak

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MinorArt
MinorArt

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A Poem by MinorArt