Poem #253

I know you’re scared but let me show you the way.
I have done this more than once, trust every word I say.
You need to fake it in public, so they do not ask questions.
Behind closed doors you can sink your face into my shirt
but don’t call, don’t text, don’t deepen the wound.

The wound will heal, there will only be a scar.
You will step out of my dark into her light.
I will find another, promise myself it will last
only to wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth
reminding me that love wasn’t made for everyone.

I will proceed to show him the steps of this hobby of mine,
this hobby I turned into my craft,
this art of being good at saying goodbye.
All of you will be happy in life and
made eternal in the poetry I write.

Written by: Luna

 

Fairytale

Once upon a time there were a boy
and a girl who liked each other very much.
And then an evil witch came and split
them apart. They tried to remember what
it was they saw in each other eyes but when
the answer would try to reveal itself pain
would come and knock them both out
so they just passed by each other like strangers,
both with holes in their chest.

 

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Never be the same

I thought that getting over you included
ending up in someone else’s arms in the end.
It happened and now I realized that no one
will feel the way you felt, touch the way you
touched. And I don’t know if that is good or bad.

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Little girl

The girl looking at me from the mirror isn’t the
same girl it used to be all this years.
She has wisdom in her eyes but misses the spark in her smile.

If I had known growing up comes with heartbreak
and sleepless nights I’d stay a kid for as long as I’m alive.

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A rainbow picture

A rainbow picture

Your soul is a canvas covered in
every color there is. There’s so much
light in you and then there is that
black brush stroke making an X across
your rainbow picture.
That darkness is me. Excuse me for being here.
Didn’t know that I would spread across
your painting so fast. Didn’t know I would
leave a trail. Who knew that wrapping your
arms around me was the same as wrapping
your hands around Titanic hoping for an adventure
but ending up dead.

I am toxic. Once I’ve infected your body there’s
no going back. I’ll write a note across my chest
saying “High Risk”. Maybe I’ll even throw in an
instruction manual for the next one who comes along.
Maybe if the first one who placed his lips on mine
had that manual I wouldn’t be this mess, this dark hole, this
poor excuse for a human that I am.

I know it’s hard to believe it but there was a time when
I was also a rainbow picture, a canvas covered in every
color there is.

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