Different Pages

Different Pages

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell

The echoes haunt me
Through my dreams
I am too full
Ripping at the seams

Slice me open
And drain me out
He lives for love
I live without

He seeks the thrill
I'm cool to the touch
My skin crawls with chills
He loves too much

We are two islands
Floating in the dark
We float too close
And each leave our mark

Time nurses wounds
That take eons to heal
I'm left to wonder
If love could be real

The echoes grow louder
With each passing hour
My dreams are all nightmares
Washed away in the shower

I am a hard shell
Cracking, full of jelly
He loves like hot coals
Burning through my belly

I feel sanity
Oozing through the cracks
We both lose things
We will never gain back

He and I are both shells
His shell never full
He keeps trying to fill it
But nothing comes close

My shell is still hallow
I like it this way
I've already forgotten
How he begged me to stay

© 2020 Lizzie Mitchell


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Added on November 7, 2018
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Lizzie Mitchell
Lizzie Mitchell

Malvern, PA



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I'm 21 and 5'10 with no intention of being a model or a basketball player, love to sing, love music, love spoken word, took one semester of college, and completed a nursing program but still no idea w.. more..

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