Join for FREE | Take the Tour Lost Password?
[x]

deviantART

 


i remember
you


you were
and
are
distorted memories
and imissyouimissyouimissyou.
pause
   and inhale.


like a fairy
tale, fail
you are acid
eroding my molars
and

my ankles
are skinnier
than yours.



iwantyou,iwantyou,iwanntyou
but i'm
just
   kidding.

and all you want
is safety
reassurance,
that you will
make it through
tonight
   you won't


but
   look,
you are just
a kid
   a keeper
limbs and legs
and
a pulse.

it takes
two
to lie
the liar
the
listener.


and i don't
want
to breathe like this.
i hate
   hate it
when you lean so close,
so close.
and i can't breathe.



and i hate,
i hate it
when you
don't
fight back,
and you
let
me. you let
me
win
and fumble,
stumble.


you are muscles,
and stomach
and you are
not my
or mine
punching bag,
stop.
stop, making
me.
making
me
   hurt.
©2009-2010 ~crashcoursewomb
:iconcrashcoursewomb:

Author's Comments

i get it, there's too many pieces too this puzzle
and we're never in the same room.



so, i've forgotten what made this so special.
i get outdone
outrun
too much.

Comments


love 0 0 joy 0 0 wow 0 0 mad 0 0 sad 0 0 fear 0 0 neutral 0 0
:iconthat-hippie-kid:
<3

--
wishes bounce me weightless.
the infa-red scope of pointlessness.
:iconcrashcoursewomb:
:glomp:

--
that's as bad as secondhand suicide
:iconpaperheartsyndrome:
it takes
two
to lie
the liar
the
listener.


That's definitely special.
And this whole piece is beautiful. [really, I wish I could have just said something more amazing to you but I can't think of any words to describe the sheer magic this is]
:iconitsxmagik:
Amazing. I adore this, so so much.

--
make a map of what you see; direct pain effectively.
:iconlosingmyfaith:
great piece. i love it (:

--
" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
:iconnataliexcupcake:
lovely written. Beautiful. :heart:

--
The precious moments are lost in the tide.
:iconglassreflections:
"i remember
you

you were
and
are
distorted memories
and imissyouimissyouimissyou.
pause
and inhale."

I really like this poem and I love these lines.. Good job..

--
"You're something beautiful, a contradiction..."

"I hate you, jacob black."
"That's good. Hate is a passionate emotion"
"I'll give you passionate," I muttered under my breath "Murder, the ultimate crime of passion."
:iconcrashcoursewomb:
dearpersonintheskies, thank you so much. :D
i adore you. (;

--
that's as bad as secondhand suicide

Details

April 20, 2009
1.5 KB

Statistics

40
30 [who?]
290 (0 today)
1 (0 today)

Site Map