My toes were pulled together by the strings of my high heels.
I danced all night with that boy I don't care about.
But the only thing that kept me alive that night, was the vision of me checking into heaven without you.
And it kept me alive because my mind's a desert.
A dryed out field.
A cold dirty hallway.
Without you.
And heaven needs to be better than this.
Everything is better with you.
But if I would check into heaven without you.
No one knows if I'd end up in hell.
I don't want to go to hell.
All I cam say is that:
I don't deserve hell.
Kept on dancing
Dancing
Dancing
I can't feel my feet anymore and the hands all over my body blended into my illusion.
In my illusion is no top and bottom.
In my illusion is no future and past.
Just the present.
Not because I am happy and don't think about both of these.
Because that Hennessy and that LSD stole my memories.
Kidnapped, dragged into the dark, where people are getting murdered.
That's where my memories went.
Still don't know what that boy did to me.
Don't care.
Can't control what is in my body.
In my head.
These clouds.
In these hazy clouds,
Lights reflected;
Emptyness.
Like that night we were together.
The last happy time we were together.
But what if she is not wanting him?
What if she wants to be free as well?
That's when my soft cheek
hit the ice-cold glass table.
To dizzy to even ask myself what happened.
The hit made me enter a parallel universe.
Where my molecules didn't stick together, and I dissapeared into dust.
(ik that the title doesn't make sense, appreciate my art k?)
YOU ARE READING
letters for bunny.
PoesíaBorn to be the other woman. But one day, she opened her book. She started writing. Writing letters to that girl. That girl, her man loves. That girl who wears the ring that is supposed to be on her finger. The girl that shouldn't be betrayed either...
