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.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
for us.
Posted by nina.faith at 7:52 PM
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You are a lyrical and emotional genius.
Your vision is gritty, raw, unapologetic, and real. I love it.
You are the mastermind!
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