a stray piece of trash from gods garbage canA Poem by Jay Bailey
No one talks about forever
In reference to the damage done It's always about love Or beautiful fantasies Never about the things we've done To each other But that's the only forever that really exists The damage done is permanent You might dull the ache over time You might brush it off as "it was a long time ago" But it will never go away The scars remain no matter how much they fade On sensitive days When you want to hurt yourself You'll remember the incident Your scars will itch And the bitter memory will surface Of the way two people tried to destroy each other Two people who swore that they loved each other It makes you realize the truth about love That it's only a biological construct A chemical reaction to induce procreation Your own biology cheating you Into believing that anything is a choice And free will is real No one forgives in ways that matter It's just something they tell other people So they sound stronger People confuse their emotions And the way their bodies react They cannot separate themselves From their feelings And someone always gets destroyed The damage eventually shows up In the wrinkles in your face In every grey hair that forces it's way through In every involuntary twitch in the corners of your mouth The pain gets duller Like a bad knee that you've always just dealt with But it's not gone. It's very much there Constant reminders and broken dreams This reality is such a joke That becoming untethered from it Seems like the best option So when it's your time to go Go out with a bang And leave them devastated Cause they sure wanted to be the ones doing the devastating All of them do Whether they admit it or not © 2016 Jay Bailey |
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1 Review Added on June 8, 2016 Last Updated on June 22, 2016 AuthorJay BaileySyracuse, NYAbouti tend to be a loner, distracted in crowds. cursed with being tall while feeling small in my head and wanting to be able to hide but i stand out too much. active musician, horrible misanthrope, quiet .. more..Writing
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