I wore red the day you left me My lips, my hips, and my shame were all Painted the same shade I’d be lying if I said I was (OK) You left a note the day you left my life You gave me a call, laid out your lies, had made up your mind I told myself it was what it was, (OK) My innocence died the day you left me She threw a fit, laid out a will, and took a dive I didn’t know if I’d ever be (OK) I ran a mile, walked in circles, And spread my sanity out like thin wire And in it I encapsulated myself with thoughts of you, thoughts of me I drowned myself in thoughts of we And I engorged myself in thoughts of what could never be Until my skin turned a purplish tint and I Burst
I wore nothing on the day two months after you left me I dyed my hair I ran a bath And I orgasm-ed at the beauty of self preservation. Someday our paths will meet And you’ve ceased to be mine But I’ll be OK
wow!! This is so relatable .All of us ,so many times lie about being OK. And all the strange feelings people leave behind when they exit unexpectedly ,i know it .This poem also says that moving on is necessary and yeah , one day THINGS WILL BE OK.thank you for sharing .
Love, Ankita
This would make a great blues song lyric.
Very relatable.
But, I wonder, if one day it'll really be "OK," or it's what we tell ourselves to be able to live on.
wow!! This is so relatable .All of us ,so many times lie about being OK. And all the strange feelings people leave behind when they exit unexpectedly ,i know it .This poem also says that moving on is necessary and yeah , one day THINGS WILL BE OK.thank you for sharing .
Love, Ankita
A girl who: has far too much time, is far too detached from reality and far too attached to few. 'A girl at heart, a poet at best. The truth blurred somewhere in between' more..