How sad and grand,
this brilliant scheme of thievery
on your part
You tell me that I am everything.
Yet my jaw line hurts from clenching back every
instance that you prove I am not
So I remind myself, there is a half life to
being half honest
that is why we
at only six months
are falling apart like Jenga blocks
You broke into my framework
like a starving animal
I feel you there now, swollen and
unreachable
like a dirty bee sting on
my knuckle,
you hurt me in a vulnerable place
Sometimes,
I do not want to love you
I would rather leave this screen begging
and blinking
Yet I can't.
So I'm telling you,
it's okay
It is okay
not to love me
But I still want you,
even though you have stolen every
decent part of me that
I had rebuilt
reclaimed
I lost it all once before,
to another heartbreaker,
before you came along like a
dorsal fin of hope
I want you. Point blankly.
But the bough is breaking
you treat me like
a side note
an after thought
and I deserve better
than fleeting outbursts of
sometimes,
maybes
But I am still here.
Because I can't dig a
hole deep enough to bury you in
I love you,
that terribly
right now
I can say nothing to you
I carry this silence in sadness
dragging it with me like a stone into
a river
And
how deep
how dark
my river is
for you
I wait for you.
To do something. To love me.
Knowing you will not bend in this
knowing, I could execute myself with
a single phonecall
But I swear
this time
my hands will not falter.
there is a half life to being
there is a half life to being half honest! holy shit lady! I love the ending!
and you desrve to be loved fully and deeply, like the air in lung, scent in nose, msucle holding life together! DO NOT SETTLE for less than love of someone's life my dear, you are worth love of someone's life!
Much Love
Ashley
Tears. Beyond moved, such a
Tears. Beyond moved, such a gift you have.
Thank you :)
Thank you :)
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
Hello fellow lesbian writer!!
I love this one and
I feel ya on the pain I don't know which is worse being cursed @ love or cursed in love been both places. . . both suck!!!
Finally I meet a lesbian on
Finally I meet a lesbian on this site... I thought it would never happen.
I dont know which is worse either my friend. They both equally drain and obliterate you.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
But I am still here. Because
Your comment was amazing. I
Your comment was amazing. I am thankful that you understood the angst in this poem, yet I am sorry as well that you do. I suppose if a person has ever felt real, unshaken love for another person than these emotions are inescapeable.
Again.... thank you for checking my page out. I will do the same for you friend.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.