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 Aug 1 Kalliope
Tre Waters
Maybe if I,
Bent over backwards until my spine ******* snapped.

If I,
Went broke trying to spoil you,
To your hearts content.

If I,
Said yes,
For you,
There's no such thing as no.

If I,
Isolated myself,
So it's just you and me.

If I,
Rushed things,
Bought the ring,
Forgot about the speed.

If I,
Fought against,
Every guy you'd ever **** meet.

If I,
Throw away my trauma,
**** mine,
Yours is what mattered.

If I,
Worked some more,
You had 1 job,
Me 4,
But YOU need the break.

If I,
Give you MY house,
Give you MY car,
Everything in MY name.

If I,
Degrade myself,
"I'm disgusting."
I bet that'd boost your self esteem.

If I,
Never gave a ****,
And just let you do your own thing.

If I,
Shut my mouth,
Didn't stress about the rent.

If I,
Never stood up for once,
And demanded some respect.

If I,
Wasn't human,
Just one of your pets.

If I,
If I.

Maybe if you,
Didn't leave me,
Utterly broken and damaged.

Then maybe,
Time healed,
There were no pills,
And I could of managed.

Instead,
I sit here.
Crying,
Wondering "what the **** happened".

Asking myself,
"If i",
"If you".
As if that would've mattered.

Together 4 years,
Now for 4 months.
You don't even know,
That I've vanished.




-Tré
A poem, from me, to you.
 Aug 1 Kalliope
Tre Waters
It's slowly killing me,
Yet I continue.
Inhale,
Exhale.
Another drag of dopamine.
Smoke,
A sickening fragrance.
Shortness of breath,
I feel my lungs ache.
Headaches,
Dry cough.
Fingers yellow,
Ash stains.
I'll ignite one more,
To get me through the day.
A poem from me, to you.
 Jul 31 Kalliope
AM
new year
 Jul 31 Kalliope
AM
She wrote,
‘Happy New Year’

I stared at the words
long enough to feel
their weight.

So I wrote back,
‘You too’.

But I really meant to say,
‘Happy for who?’

Not me.
Not you.
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