"How could you."
That
is all I can think
to say to you,
if there ever comes a time
a confrontation
between us.
I can see it now.
There you stand,
motionless and emotionless,
hidden beneath mountains of cocaine and
empty bottles of Bankers.
Your eyes hold nothingness.
Your lips hold nothingness.
Hands, arms, feet, legs,
nothingness.
You have nothing left for me.
You took it all away
with your whispered lies
that made their way through my ear
straight to my heart
where I kept them tucked away so safely,
back when your kisses were sickeningly sweet
and your cigarette breath lulled me to sleep.
Oh, honey,
how you've changed,
and how you changed me,
and how you'll change her.
But I know better now.
know that your kisses are
and always have been
laced with poison.
Your silver words,
they sounded so sweet on your tongue,
until I broke from under your spell.
And then I knew.
I knew I had become a carbon copy
of you.
So I stand before you now.
see you holding her desperate hand
afraid that without someone to break,
you will fall apart.
But baby,
you did not break me.
I stand before you now
I stand before you
and rip and tear and shred and shed
every inch of me that belonged to you.
every centimeter that became you.
every tiny piece I have left of you.
until I find the bits of me
that are left underneath it all.
I take these parts of me
and I open them all
I break open
I breathe into my new form
and you are here to watch
my metamorphosis
you do not speak
I crush your words with my beauty
you saw to my downfall
now you see me rise

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Bare Bones
PoesiaA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...