be careful as you click away at page after page- these words are fragile and hurt and pain, presented to you with the hopes that you can catch the glimpses of my heart behind them. and if you look closer, inside of you too.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

tide

she couldn't take the heat
of the argument so she
drove off and took a bath
in the river, except it
wasn't really a bath, it was her suicide.

the sun was burning
her up, twisting her body
inside out until it
showed people the parts
of her she didn't
want seen.

she could taste the dryness
on her tongue before she
plunged herself under,
not caring that she was
throwing something away.

she didn't even wonder
if anyone would cry at
her funeral, and she
never found out,
but all of them did.

and she never knew,
that she was dead.
(but not really.)



1 comment:

  1. Wow, I loved this one. It was so dark but also beautiful in a weird way and it all flowed together well. The second stanza is really amazing. You're obviously very gifted at poetry

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