Standard Fashion

I will break the mold or you will break me. Oh dear, what will it be?

Hanging like witches from the brim of the roof,

Accepting every swear word that passes the villagers’ tooth.

We've got no trial; we’re inducted into this harsh fate.

“What is the possibility we’ll get away?”

Tangled like vines beneath the sheets.

I remember when it was only me.

Now, you've got something you are hiding

And I can commemorate lies by memory.

Let us step every street like we hold it in our pockets.

Life is just a collection and we need this piece-

You’re the piece I’m missing.

Oh, but who is that you’re kissing.

I’ll burn my house down as if I’m grilling steaks

And I’ll beat your pale body as if you’re something I hate.

Because I’m just another empty vessel floating in the wind.

I am here for any soul to inhabit.

I am a vacant lot available for rent.

I want to be your worst bad habit.

I’m a crackling column amidst a great blaze.

I am the crumbling structure that engulfs you in flames.

I’m the wretched little schoolboy caught writing in his books.

Exposing the secret of Kate, “the smelly ol’ crook.”

And I shall retell the story of how she got inside my head.

And I will repeat how she plagued my insides and left me for dead.

But for now I awaken again and I put on my broken shoes.

It has only been three hours and I have already forgotten you.

Your tongue talks to my lips,

As my hands speak to your hips.

You’re pressing against me like you pressed against him.

Oh, you use the same style,

And alike to me, it dies after a while.

Reviews

[Sophy Freebirds]

Ouch... it hurt boy.Means i hurt for you.Betrayal is a b***h and if she uses the same style on everyone you are now sick of it.. the way you have mentioned you will beat her pale body,burn down the house- shows your passion for her.But at last you write- its three hours and i have already forgotten you- it sayd you are cool and calm as a dormant volcano.bursting out when needed.A passionate write of hatred..

~Sophy

[TheLastEclipse]

I appreciate your comment. I think you portrayed it a way that it should have been other than the line
"It's three hours and I have already forgotten you."
That is about the harsh attempt of the convincing myself that I just let her go. It was more sarcastic, but thank you for reading it. :)

[Lyan]

great poem with lots of metaphors and similes. but oh man does it suck to go through such a thing. sorry to hear it:(