these lovely thoughts.
short poems depicting my inner workings
i love you too.
I don’t think you realize that all my sleepless nights are because of you
These heavy, dark circles under my eyes are because of you
You resort to harming yourself whenever things don’t work out
You resort to setting your skin on fire and watching yourself burn
You say you’re not good enough, that you’re not trying hard enough
You know you’re wrong, I don’t know why you keep telling me these things
I can’t breathe when I’m around you
Your hand is a noose around my neck, one wrong word and you’re
squeezing
You’re watching as I writhe and convulse on the ground
You blame yourself for my pain
And you’re right, it is your fault
And yet you still continue to suffocate me.
You won’t let me go
Please let me go.
This isn’t love
Because love shouldn’t be this hard
It shouldn’t hurt
It shouldn’t feel like you’re dragging a razor blade across my heart, watching as I bleed out.
You say you love me,
As I am left to collect the broken pieces of myself from the ground
And though my heart is a fountain, and my wrists are stained from you
I whisper, through it all
I love you too
`c.m.
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this flame we built
you and i,
we’ve made a lot of memories, haven’t we?
laughing in car rides
holding each other late at night
stealing soft kisses when we have the opportunity
interlacing our fingers when given the chance
but this one?
this has to be one of my favorites
my phone screen is glowing, words from you flashing across the screen
i smiled reading what you had said
and i remember us talking about our relationship
about a flame we had built
a soft, small candle
i promised you then
and i promise you now
that i will keep our candle warm
it’s quiet blaze
soon to become a bonfire
something built to keep us both warm
but rome wasn’t built in a day
and fires take a while to grow
each day
we add another ember
we add another spark
with each laugh, each smile, each touch
our candle becomes a little stronger
and a whole lot brighter
so while this flame may be small
i promise to keep you, and our candle, both safe
you deserve that and more, my love
`c.m.
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a mother's love
my mother was a jealous person
when she spoke
thorns grew from her mouth and sunk into my skin
she ripped me open and she watched
she watched as i writhed and convulsed on the ground
and when that was said and done
when the floor had been stained by her words
the blood she had caused me to spill
she stood over me
said she was doing it because she loved me
and then told me to clean up after myself
c.m.
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breathe
it's okay
to let yourself feel things
it's okay
to be a sobbing, heaving mess
lying collapsed on the ground
it's okay
to tell yourself, that you're okay
maybe not now
and maybe not for a while
but eventually?
you'll be okay
and for now?
take some deep breaths
breathe
take in your surroundings
feel the way
the wind your caresses your skin
and the way
the sun's warmth feels on your face
because for today
and for tomorrow
you are breathing
you are alive
and that is enough
` c. m.
About the Creator
chey
this is the type of sadness that bleeds ink
and tonight
i am completely tattooed



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