LosingA Poem by Behrsy
contracting breaths
between the sentences of those faceless giants that surround me without a comprehensible sound lost and not quite yet found you'll come around, but only once I've given in sin, skin, and cigarettes fleeting hope and looming regrets in overcast limbo fool me once shame for life you said you'd never hurt me but the pain came twice tell her that she's alone that she deserved it she's on her own well I won't let you take her voice away she likes to f**k but you like to pray kiss and makeup because there is plenty else to hate and your ignorance is out of date your loneliness is just a phase but hakuna matata is just a phrase and happily ever after is just a ghost in the wall high, tripping, and falling into ink into dreams into distant fucked up haze of your forgiveness which I am expected to accept even when you took away until there was nothing I had left an intolerable possibility that I should be so willing to receive your gold paved poor intentions pour them into my poor eroded throat just to be evoked from a bottomless pit where my insides should be no clear beginning or end to myself, or identity like a blurry negative or a softly fallen tree keep the change the empty promises the debt and the punishment but I'm breaking the mirror and not the habits I loathe dissociation a celebration and emancipation from the tunnels of my mind winding and finding yourself so undone this is a war that can't be won without losing © 2013 Behrsy |
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