Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Again

I ran to your door, wide eyed, my soul tie-dyed,
I saw you for the very first time in neon, a smile
Brighter than a college student, you were my love at
First sight. When I told you your beauty was a gift,
You blushed, cheeks pinker than your toes in the sand
We ran through on our wedding day, I wanted to get to know
You, again.

I walked to your door, rang the doorbell and waited, contemplated,
I saw you for the second time in watercolor, painted on
Like a canvas, tainted by the way I turned you in circles under the moonlight,
Skin kissed by the glow of my retinas, you turned pink in my eyes,
I watched you walk away and I knew I wanted to chase you, forever,
And never, again.

I crawled to your door, subtle knocks left my knuckles bloody, tear stained,
You didn’t care to open the door in time, I saw you once
Again in pastel, my heart stopped beating, my nose started bleeding
The day you forgot my name, why can’t you love me,
Neglect is a bullet that collapsed my lung, I writhed in pain,
Agonizing in your violence, your silence was noteworthy,
I wanted to hear you speak, once, again.

I forgot to come to your door, eyes still swollen from you, I see in matte,
A time or two before I ripped my heart out, scratched at my skin until
I became a part of it, reached in to break my bones, I wanted
Someone to care, you didn’t sit by my coma-laden body, riddled with
Holes to my soul, I can’t find my road to recovery, you’re addiction,

I wanted to breathe you in, and die, again.

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