you’re not a bad person for the way you kill your sadness… Each pill dissolving on your tongue, the way you wished your pain would. But pain is not like people, you can’t just talk it away, And people aren’t simple, you cannot force them to stay. 99 pills at once, Like problems shoved down yourContinue reading “A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes”
I love how it gives you a break from certain pain But others still find a way to creep up in your nightmares.
I consciously placed a sale tag on a non-discountable good. The one timeless peice, People would merely walk in and admire, Was on sale. Aware, But based on pure frustration, I wanted it to go. Those who walked in To purely admire it, Were in disbelief Those who had never seen it before, knew itContinue reading “For Sale”
You took a huge part of me & ran away, When were you planning on telling me? In your head, I was just a phase. You should have fucking told me. The only reason I don’t let people in, Is because I hate how they always up and leave. No goodbyes, Just up andContinue reading “Dear Destroyer”
I don’t know why I’m writing this, But it kinda feels good… I know you’re somewhere out there Probably reading this… I’m assuming you’re a Stranger Who probably knows nothing about me Because for long, those closest to me didnt even know I write poetry. So any judgments you make of me Will be basedContinue reading “Stranger”
“the first lullaby some kids ever hear are the drops of blood that urge your mother to sing to your father’s fist because he hits the notes out of her lungs all too well.” — m.m.
She looks at me through blue, black and purple. Heavy rings around her eyes. No ring on her finger. Mentally enslaved. Temporary bruises beneath her clothing. Permanent scaring underneath her skin. The colours of her pain have substituted her friends. He left her to choke. She can no longer see his face. She seems toContinue reading “Mrs Blue Black Purple”