Thursday, October 10, 2013

What You've Done

He pushed me away,
thought it was funny to see me cry,
sat there laughing,
blocking me from exiting out of his life.

I laid in his bed,
drugged off of his spell.
I hear her in the other room.

You go on like I dont hear you,
I walk around the room,
days go by; quicker never slow.

The darkness lurks close by,
I smell her on my pillow;
her lipstick kisses on the mirror.

You pushed me away,
still you wont let me leave.
My friends won't even come over,
haven't seen my family either,
they believe I'm in Alaska.
My job was very demanding.

The bruise on my face hasn't healed,
she still returns;
not knowing the things you do.

As the days go by
I start to forget myself;
My name, My Family, and even your name.

As everyone forgets me,
I become more attached to you,
remembering the arguments; the fights.

I'm fighting to get out,
but still in the end;
no one will know, that I'm lifeless in your attic.
No longer able to return.

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