Part 4: rise

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"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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