Ficly

and the housewife

please think about this
my fragile heart
is stronger now, than yours
i guess it’s something
that comes in the package
but i didn’t ask for this

i thought i’d be relieving you
of burdens high and dry
but i left you even higher
on a plateau of desert sands

and please don’t drink
it’s terrible
a terrible
horrible
monstrous
disgusting
thing
to do
to anyone
especially someone
with as much meaning to me as you

if i meant anything to myself
i would stop myself
from drinking
and hating
and bleeding
but it’s not my forte

so before it gets too deep
and the cuts need stitches
please
let it go
let me go
pretend nothing has changed
because honestly
nothing has

the only loss here
is hope
but i knew it was false all along
my reality became reality
and i didn’t want to accept it
so that’s that
it’s life
i’m done
you should be too
i hope it didn’t
eat too deep
i hope i’m not
too late

i hope this poem
offers something
to you
and doesn’t
make you feel even more guilty
because if it does
i’m not sure what i will do…

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