POEM: The thing that scares me most is nothing
The thing that scares me most is nothing Becoming nothing, being gone Forgotten soon by everyone Eternities to follow Through which my spot is hollow
The thing that scares me most is nothing Becoming nothing, being gone Forgotten soon by everyone Eternities to follow Through which my spot is hollow
“Fuck me good,” she says But I can’t promise quality Because there’s plenty wrong with me In many different ways I don’t hesitate Long gone
You didn’t want to meet my friends And kept me far away from yours You forced my hand, ’cause in the end I’d fought too
You put a stake through my heart And I don’t bite You did it anyway You just decided to part It wasn’t right I didn’t
Waiting for my feelings to catch up with my brain It’s a bit annoying but I cannot complain I have learned to listen to the
You’re beautifully damaged Like everyone I know And if I could undo you I wouldn’t make it so You’re not what once tore through you
I haven’t had A perfect kiss In many years And yes, I’m sad And yes, I miss And there were tears I haven’t felt Remotely whole For decades now I want to melt To fill
Another good one died Funny, gentle, smart Those left here fall apart Peace of mind denied We knew that she was stained Chemo didn’t take Look at the mess we make Look
You like those chains and cages Mishandled through the ages The spanking and the spit You’re really into it The bitemarks, slaps and bruises And all the tools one uses When
It’s so fucking stupid because you’re still here And I can still spend my time with you, my dear Still daily I sob, then I stop, take