It's fine,
That I turned to ashes in a blaze.
You flew past the line.
Nobody would care anyways.
With a smile on my face,
And my heart drowning in tears,
Gone, flying like lace,
As I succumb, killed by my fears.
You'll never know.
You'll never see the bruise.
How could it show?
The monster awaits for your cues.
You left me alone to die.
You know it as well as I do.
All as I said my last goodbye,
But it wasn't true.
'Cause it's all in my mind,
All in my self sabotaging heart.
As if one day there would be a body to find,
Cold and halfway buried after I fell apart.
As if I knew you'd hurt me,
As if I knew you'd leave.
After taking I love yous from me,
After kissing me on new year's eve.
I'm terrified of those three words now.
Can barely say them to myself.
You all wanted me to bow,
And I did until I respected myself.
Maybe I'm just scared of falling in love.
With you, or anybody else.
But it's all in my mind, it's fine, it's love.
What used to be sacred above all else.
But it's too late to take it back.
Too late to back away.
From this life changing promise I cracked
That could kill me any day.
It's not like I want to,
It's just that my mind knows
That you'll leave me too.
I guess that's just how life goes.
The broken poet writes broken poems.
Readers find it beautiful, even stained with blood.
And the muse watches, without knowing it caused the flood.
YOU ARE READING
L.T.
PoetryIf there was a price in emotion, this book would cost it all... Our tears were melodies that made our feelings a symphony. My life flashed before my eyes. And I got to fall in love with you all over again. I'm fine. But that's a lie.
