the itch i scratched
until I bled dark onto eggshell carpets
the scab that formed
that i tore at
until you became part of my skin tissue
a distorted stain on creamy white
i cannot feel you any longer
but your damage is carved deep
and it shows on the surface
[i wanted you gone so bad
i let you stay forever]
S.
{Photo: Viola Cangi Flickr}
WOW, that last line... I wanted you gone so bad I let you stay forever... that sums up what I do with some people in my life :(
ReplyDeleteThat last line really is perfection, isn't it? Amazing what can happen when you let people in and let them live in your lungs. Beautiful words as always, lovely.
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Tightrope to the Sun
beautiful and incredibly on point.
ReplyDeleteSo powerful. I can't get enough of your writing.
ReplyDeleteThis. ❤
ReplyDeletethat is hauntingly beautiful
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