Название: Gold Mouth
Автор: Hannah D. McClendon
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Зарубежные стихи
isbn: 9781925819724
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Safe Haven.
I’m not your safe haven anymore,
stop coming around me
- Keep out
Weakness.
A self-righteous fool!
you spit in my face
after I kiss yours,
Over and over
until I can’t take anymore,
Your resources run dry,
you come running
begging,
for forgiveness,
forgiving is my weakness
Mirroring.
Personality mirroring so exquisite,
watch how fast I can become you
Waiting.
I care about you,
you care about me more than
I care about myself,
I try to live recklessly
you’re the one still pulling me into safety
I love your compassion;
your ability to diminish my rash activities,
caring about others
more than we care for ourselves,
I never thought I’d fall for anyone else
Endship.
I wanted her to be happy for me
as I was for her,
as bad as I wanted her
to be my best friend
the more she turned
into my worst enemy
drama was all she wanted to see,
Deep down
she didn’t care for me,
And I could tell by the way
she would stare at me
from across the table,
Friendship;
A beginning to an end
that did everything but end well,
the only correction she could add
Was the fact that I forgot to mention
the tension she would cause
every time we saw each other,
Every time I hear her name
I cringe,
My mind twists back to the ending;
our friendship had
loose ends left untied,
unbothered,
untied;
unmovable
until the day we both die,
I let myself be subject to her misery;
misery loves company,
I stayed as long as I could
Until you told me I wasn’t good enough
for your friendship
Face The Music.
When you put on that new identity,
that new persona,
it was impossible for me
to recognize you,
your new status
in your fraternity
like prosopagnosia,
but your face;
so ugly to me,
your lies all came together
like some demonic symphony,
like the voices
flooded my head as chants,
I was poisoned
that’s why I tested you rants;
I cried out for help
but only received silence,
the only way to quiet these voices
is through rituals;
ones I promised myself I’d given up,
I had no choice
you picked up the phone,
now you’re concerned,
the blood soaking through my veins
was enough to make you go insane,
you’re not welcome here
you’re too late
don’t call me now,
accept the fate
I exposed you;
texts or calls
you choose it,
your lies can no longer kill me
now go and face the music,
Vulnerable.
I’m so sorry
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