I’ll show you what it looks like
when I’m the problem
you don’t get to pretend
like i didn’t bite my tongue
while you dragged me thru glass
and asked me to smile
don’t look my way
with those sad doe eyes
like you didn’t try to gut me
while I was sleepin
like I forgot the feel of your knife
or the sound you made
when I didn’t bleed
the way you wanted me to
you thought you knew
exactly where to cut
and how deep
you just didn’t think
i’d live long enough to remember
but I do
I remember
every twitch of your hand
every honey coated threat
every time you called it love
and still reached for my throat
so don’t act haunted
by your memories
I wasn’t the one
who turned the lights off
you blew the fuckin fuse
you begged for the dark
you carved my name
into your own fuckin skin
then tried to hand me the knife
so take your bullshit halo
and your knockoff moral compass
and go fuck yourself
on the way out
fuck off so hard
you forget the way back
and when you choke
on the silence left in my place
know it was the kindest thing
I ever gave you
Can feel this nicely done
hello dearest poet a very powerful write no one is righteous some are just better actors 💕
Powerfully penned, Ambjr. Love the onslaught of imagery, incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Fuck, yes.