Can You Hear Me?

Communication

Last poem I wrote for my local writing contest. Just something that popped into my head and demanded to be written down.

Can we exchange a few words, perhaps?

Kind words, preferably

Words like “I Love You” and “Forever” and “Please” and “Thank You”

I’ll give some to you

And you’ll give some to me

And we’ll be as happy as we can be

Take those words home and tuck them away under my precious little pillow

Sleep on them, let them absorb in, lighten my mood, brighten my smile

You can keep yours, too, at least I hope you do

I don’t want anything I tell you to go to waste, thrown out like trash

They may be the last kind words you get for a while

A small supply to keep you healthy and happy for a time

After all, it’s not like they fall down like raindrops

Get you just where you need them, when you need them, being exactly what you needed to hear

So, please keep them safe and treasure them like they’re worth their weight in gold

Because they are

Can we stop fighting, please?

I can’t stand the things you’re saying to me

Your words used to be so kind and sweet

And now they’ve turned putrid and ugly

Spilling from your cursed lips like they were the truth

But you surely don’t mean those things

Right?

Please, stop throwing around insults like they were pillows

They hurt worse than you know, cutting like daggers

Leaving deep wounds, scar tissue never really heals

Each heartbeat sends more blood there, hoping to heal, but only causing hurt

Could you stop and just breathe?

I don’t talk to you like this; I hold my tongue because I know I could never erase marks in stone

No matter how many years wear them down

So, please stop if you can, because this can’t go on, I can’t go on and live like this

Because it hurts

Can we make up now, maybe?

I know it will be hard, especially after everything said

But I want things to be ok

It wasn’t my fault, but I’ll apologize nonetheless

I just want things to be they were before

Before everything happened

Before the world crumbled between us

Before my heart was sliced into pieces and served on a platter

For you to feast upon, enjoying every pure morsel

Let’s go back to how it was before, so here it is, all for you

I’m sorry for everything

No, I don’t expect an apology; please understand

I just need some more sweet words under my pillow

Because mine are in a short supply, and I don’t know what to do

So, please come talk to me before you leave forever, I need you

Because I love you