You woke up.

You woke up on time every morning

and poured my adolesdence into your coffe as you

planned exactly how you would spend the day.

While I wasted my life,

searching for the words to say.

 

I’m such a wreck,

glass shards in face.

Blood across my neck.

Do you bleed like me?

You were so blind you couldn’t see.

 

I was defensless and you hurt me.

I was a little girl and you ignored me.

I can’t change the past,

so let’s change the pace.

 

I put it inside

set it on fire

self medicated

tried to float higher.

 

Is there something sane? Something more?

I drink my shame in cupfulls and

eat these pills with a fork.

 

Do you bleed as much as I do?

Dripping off these words into your plams.

You wanted peace.

I want something more.

 

You rationalize every plan you devise.

“You either live life or you die”

Teach me to be cold, just like you.

Author's Note

it needs some help. suggestions?

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[TL Boehm]

that first stanza - it simply blows me away. and the last line had me screaming no....do not be cold. Never learn that lesson....