DeteriorationA Poem by SarahTRIGGER WARNING: content relating to abuse
If my heart breaks
inside my chest and you are not there to hear it, does it still make a sound? Can my ribs be heard snapping like twigs? Or do my lungs ignore the absence of a pulse, listening instead for the whisper of deadly gases, becoming louder each time I breathe you in? Please don't stop blowing smoke in my face. Don't stop reminding me that I have no choice but to inhale. I’ve said sorry too many times. I'm sorry I never had enough to give you, I'm sorry I have less and less for you to take each day. I'm sorry it took me so long to understand that creating a home for you is synonymous with destroying myself. I’m losing the rainforests in my chest at the same rate that I'm losing hope of ever being whole again. Environmentalists would call for a state of emergency if they could see the way my trees are being knocked down one by one by the force of your blows. Do you destroy me because you hate me, or because you hate yourself? How many more times will you set me on fire to keep yourself warm? How long did it take you to understand that I will always forgive you? That my flowers will continue to grow in the cracks between your pavement and fight as hard as they can to keep loving, hoping one day they’ll learn to coexist with the jagged edges of your asphalt. Hoping one day they won’t scrape their sides trying to see the sun. Binge drinking to forget what you’ve done, you throw broken glass along my shorelines, hoping it cuts my throat enough that I stop crying for help. You’ve spilled too much blood into my oceans, far too many of my tears have fallen on your cheeks. You're a drug in my system, seeping slowly into my waterways so I can never get you out. Tell me, when did you realize that the more you polluted me, the stronger my dependence would grow? © 2016 SarahAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on June 6, 2016 Last Updated on June 7, 2016 Tags: Poetry, spoken word, environment, climate change, love, abuse, destruction Author
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