Log In
Limp
By Bittersweetbedbyes
Mistakes made long ago stick around like Ghosts
Pushing harder than the force of Gravity
Into the forefront of (y)our mind
Blaming me when we're both Guilty
Bellicose with me
And Sombre to the world
Lies drip residue thick as Molasses
Time passes slow as such and Drags like a Snuggie
But your Mind won't let you forget
Years past the Anger lingers
A Stench left unattended
Has grown Bigger than this Tiny house can contain
I don't care anymore
I walk with a Limp
A nail stabbing into the bottom of my foot
Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
Ask the author first.
Copyright 2019 Bittersweetbedbyes
Author's Note:
i just jotted this down. i don't like editing anything I write, it feels more real and raw this way.Comments on "Limp"
Log in to post comments.
-
A former member wrote:
This was profoundly painful in a sense that is universal, I suspect. Many people who read this may see in the imagery and concepts of lingering, poisoned memories in a relationship reflections of their own experiences. That is not easily done, so very good work.
Bittersweetbedbyes's Latest Works Feed
Join