
I’ve felt a pattern in my life,
I forget and I’m reminded
Someone else’s first, sooner I liked you even more,
You changed from something I want, to a need, to a chore
Stressing from the sweat, I licked my wounds to abbreviate
My sensations went wild, you moved to collaborate
I think in some ways my shock and awe exited you
Something clicked and connected, and you felt that too;
A pyro-manic child, growing older by the sunset
Girl jaded wide, retained her baby teeth for paying debt,
Yet I was timeless, held cold mind while limbs shutter
And dumbstruck crush, left my ego soft as butter
Me then, a warning streaming letters on a page
I hardened inside, it added years to my age
But I flipped it, tranced you, broke free and excelled
I had you right in my palm, and under my spell
My down spout mind trickled head shots of power
While subconscious you saw told this dream was no flower,
You would question my acts and I couldn’t respond
Now you wanted someone else, through my insides and beyond
My troubled times cut the scars from your disease
Changing sides, you sparked disgust, but could bring me to my knees
And things went in this way til there was one in the game
My attempts growing limp, I had nothing to claim
A heart filled with dust is a suitcase of bones
Retained in my memories unchanged and alone
About the Creator
Bride of Sound
Writer, visual artist & singer from the Midwest. I like to watch horror movies & hallmark, & play pool. Favorite books- The Martian Chronicles & Watership Down. Favorite poet- Sylvia Plath.



Comments (1)
"A heart filled with dust is a suitcase of bones" Oooo, I especially loved this line!