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Saturday, April 2, 2011

for us.

you have made a home of my memory

i pray that blowing at a brick house could cause it to crumble

i built it to endure tornadoes twists and turns

hurricanes of fire fiercely and forcefully burn

it was meant to emerge as any battles victor

the foundation was expected to be shaken,

water pressure from floods of tears cracking cement and bursting pipes

it was formed to withstand the attempts to be taken to tear it apart

blindly possessed by love starved hearts

still, i never thought it would be you

the neglect forms knots and noose around the neck you once kissed

stinging lashes with whips breaking skin of the back you once rubbed

you spit daggers from where you once whispered love songs

wounds gone putrid without treatment

left to rot like the bodies of aged slaves fallen ill

left to rust and tow away like a lifeless piece of machinery

i have been left to sit amidst a pain collectively formed

i have been left to deal with us, alone

shattered pieces of despair left for me to sweep up, and they cut

i still bleed for what has been taken from me

planted seeds and poisoned roots

ripping away at my insides, clearing out what could have been

parts of the part of my soul that loves have gone missing

i won't tell me where they went, i'm afraid i'll hurt me again

opening up my body for a body of destruction

i dove head first into a body of destruction

and called it love.

1 comments:

Perceptive_1 said...

You are a lyrical and emotional genius.
Your vision is gritty, raw, unapologetic, and real. I love it.
You are the mastermind!