Liars
I may have lied
When they approached me
Asked me if I wanted to perform my usual brand of heartbreak
I mean, poetry
I said, sure
Like it hadn’t occurred
This drought of words
A taste so obscured on my parched tongue
Everything resembles dust to me currently
A hint of salt in the corners of my cheeks
Streamed with cliche similes
About how we were supposed to be like soulmates or something
Twins baby
You’ve been consuming me since utero
Reflection of yet another reason I have to go
Irish exit before the next gaslit convo
I lied when I said I understood your boundaries meant slowly dissipating into dimly lit shadows of what we used to call loving each other
Did you know you were lying when you claimed this would be our last forever?
Honestly, I miss who we used to be
There is a part of me who thinks we’ll never stop existing in the forgotten corridors of things we gave up on
I think I lied when I said I’m done
With you and your crumbs
Truth is, those crumbs have been the best poetry I have tasted in a while
But I'd be lying if I admit
I could live off the pieces and bits
You keep trying to convince me will one day make you whole again
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