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winetruth · 1 year

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|| When Death Comes ||

Death comes and she is vigilant

Scratching at the door like a cat in heat

The sound of nails and teeth and cries from mothers and fathers

Orchestras and funeral processions prelude her coming

Yet she is deaf to these sounds

Death comes and she is ravenous

She throws the grain and the wine across the room

She is here for flesh,

For the blood that has pulsed through the veins of generations

The same blood that flushes your cheeks and falls in rose petals to the ground

You hold up your wrists to show the wounds, and she scoffs

She is blind to your agony.

Relentless in her pursuit

Death comes and she is solemn

She wears white and cries in the doorway,

Apologetic for her reasoning, but persistent in her coming.

She throws daisies around your head and kisses you to sleep in that same way your lover once did.

-a.a.

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bellaspadiva · 7 years

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winetruth · 1 year

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-Love is a Dog From Hell-

There is nothing poetic about this pain.

Nothing beautiful where my bed parts itself open to be greeted by a kiss from my body

This is nothing short of a travesty

A melancholic ambition that I’ve had since childhood

I want to rip it out of me

To paint my walls in this pain

I bet it’d be a fine, garish red.

With scar tissue embroidered in the lining

I pick myself apart at night

Only to forget what “better” feels like

I forget what I feel like.

I forget everything until the sun remembers me

And when the light breathes itself into my bedroom,

I remember it all over again.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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we were living because we were in love.

We painted sunsets on the bathroom counter and wrote our names in lipstick on the mirror Red yellow orange purple The colors that bled on our skin and left marks on our backs Displaying the nights we danced like freedom riders under our eyes Black yellow faded blue We ran through the streets like we were one with ourselves Like we knew our place even though we didn't We never let on And if you think of me, I hope you do it in orange and red hues Yellow and purple daydreams Bursting across your sky and into your mind like a bad dream Burning out my name on the edges of your beaten-in jacket I hope you think of me in red sighs and grey northern winds I hope you think of me.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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And I guess more than anything, I miss not knowing the weight of absence in your presence.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and the moon ate the sun and darkness was all I knew

His words ran fingertips across my mind Painted pictures of saturday mornings and wind going through my hair There was a time when love danced with me Took his shoes off to sit by the water and throw rocks at the sun There was a time when life kissed death and brought it back from heaven, just to dip toes in cool water and wrap arms around shoulders His words stole part of my inner peace Traded it out for old boots and french girls with pink lips And I never questioned where he went because when I had him, I had him Somewhere in between being best friends and lovers He was mine for a short while And sometimes, That was all I needed. But most of the time That wasn't enough. -a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and girls like me always fall for boys like you

It was a pale apology handwritten on a sticky note Placed on my front door I counted the times I saw your smile falter The times my hand brushed yours just for you to turn away I think the worst part is that I saw it coming I saw it coming and I still stayed Hoping the outcome would be different Hoping I would be the girl that made you stay for all of the right reasons But boys like you never stay And boys like you never have enough reasons to care even though you should We deserved sentiment strung out on clothes lines Your mother’s home and your father’s working arms I wondered each time I walked through the hallways Each time I found your bed in the dark with your arms outstretched towards me If there was ever a person who gave until they were truly lifeless It was me on those nights Arms outstretched towards you on every day you said you’d come but never did Life found us sleeping and didn’t bother to wake us up And I miss you I miss you for every second that passes that you’re still not here But I won’t call you anymore I won’t reach for you anymore because I know it’s useless And I saw this coming I saw it coming the moment I saw you standing there with your green eyes and messy hair I knew I would always want you But I knew I’d have to learn to stop reaching.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and let's be so in love that we forget the days our names weren't together in sentences

Let's get drunk together and pretend we're sober Order food at our favorite restaurant and laugh as we stumble out Arm in arm Let's walk around the city and make out on park benches Swing on swing sets and talk about our grandparent's love stories Let's be together tonight and forget about the past Forget about the days that bled through to separate us Because tonight I want you forever And I never want to look back -a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and you made way with my mind and stole all of my feelings

Each moment given was taken and never returned Each laugh was shared and forgotten in bedside daydreams Touching turns to regret which leads to disdain all of the time And I wondered how many people felt the same way I did And I wondered what they all did with their own heartache and what it felt like being alone If loneliness was the same for everyone or if it differed in different states with different people in different lightings I let my mind run wild with thoughts and recycled one-liners from stupid movies we used to watch together Wondering why life is such a bitch and what happened to her to make her so bitter -a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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I bleed words, baby

You said I bleed words Ink dripping from my teeth like the sweat on your back There was a time when all I ever did was think of you When every poem I wrote was written with you in mind In my heart, I let you go But my words reflect the ramblings of a woman drunk on the idea of misrepresented love taking center stage And so it is just how you said it was I bleed words Ink dripping from my mouth onto napkins Tossed into trash bins and littering the streets of Nashville with my bad attitude and hopelessly romantic ways And I’ll bleed words until I bleed out onto your bedroom floor Until all you see is my red ink and white lies floating around your head Like a goodbye never spoken Like a hello never shared Like a time never wasted I bleed words, lover And all you bleed is blood.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and even though we aren't forever, you're still the best I'll ever have

We won’t always be like this, you know So experimental and naive Playing pretend in your bedroom while I touch your lips You’re best part of the worst years of my life I hope you know that I hope you know that I’ll always remember you as the golden boy with a crooked smile And I know we aren’t forever But man, I wish we were And I know we won’t always be like this Driving around town with the windows down and your fingers in my mouth But man, I wish we would You’re the best part of the worst years of my life I hope you know that I hope you know that I’ll always look back and smile when I think of you.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and we don't talk anymore

Promise me you'll remember me Someday when you're where you finally want to be When you're in a different state and sitting alone in your new apartment Promise you'll remember me as I am right now Not as I was or as I'm going to be when we say goodbye Remember me as the girl with flowers in her hair and flushed cheeks Holding onto paper weighted words and dreams like they were my salvation Because there was a time when we were best friends, you know When I would've gone anywhere with you because we were inseparable Talking about boys and making plans for New York that we never saw through Promise me you'll think about me from time to time All of those nights we drove around Baton Rouge pretending to be older More refined and less flawed The days we spent dreaming and saying we would be best friends forever And forever didn't see us through, but that's okay because it hardly ever does And I wish you the best because you truly deserve it And I promise you, I'll always remember you as the girl who found freedom in endings and liberation in love. -a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and sometimes I don't recognize my own reflection but I always pretend like I do

I knew it was right But that didn’t make it easy It didn’t make me happy I knew from the moment I saw you that someday I would have to learn to let you go. And yet, even still, I didn’t find comfort in seeing you leave.

Life is good at times Life is good and horrible and somehow manages to be the best while simultaneously being the worst. It’s a mess whether it’s beautiful or honest And it’s always broken It’s just that that brokenness differentiates itself in different lightings with different people and friends. We change We adapt We strive for things beyond our reach And you were always beyond my reach, weren’t you? In that subtle way that played pretend with my mind and told me that you were within fingertip’s distance But you never were. And I knew that.

And I also knew that it was right to let go But that didn’t make it any easier. It didn’t make me any happier But it did make me more honest Which is fair enough, right? It’s what is expected I just didn’t expect for me to find so many faults in my own pursuit of finding that truth That honesty And I certainly didn’t expect to find it within fingertip’s distance But I did. Right after you were gone, I did.

Life is good at times Life is good and it sucks and it takes without giving but sometimes Sometimes when the lighting is right and the people are near and the music is low enough to talk over That’s when it reminds you that it’s worth it When the lights are flickering and dancing over the water And when strangers I want to know smile at me from across the room I recognize hope in these thousands of moments Singularly, each one of them ingrained into my mind And I hold onto these moments like I once held onto you And that’s not okay all the time, but sometimes it’s just fine.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and you are my favorite sentence to speak

I like the weight of you on your good days and I like the heart of you on your worst I love you even though you're not whole Even though you're not perfect and you're full of flaws and frayed edges made up to hurt and cut like skin on broken glass And we walk around and i spend my time wondering how it is that people can be so full and yet so empty at the same time And why you are the most of anything I've ever had the beauty of experiencing before in my entire life -a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and red lipstick is prettier smeared

And we were existing Not quite alive Not yet dead Just breathing over the clear blue water Way down deep where love doesn’t grow and flowers don’t bloom Sat back in faded black and ripped denim We were existing Not quite living Not yet dying Just hanging onto heartfelt goodbyes in a moment full of empty surrender And in that second, I knew that I didn’t want to let you go But in that moment I learned that I had to.

-a.a.

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winetruth · 7 years

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.and was it love that made you jump or was it alcohol

There was a sadness in his eyes that reminded me of thunderstorms and goodbyes All of the times I realized I wasn’t good enough And all of the days I didn’t want to live Stared right at me when I looked at him He was broken in a way that wasn’t whole The kind of brokenness that spent mornings with close friends and black coffee, pretending like everything was okay The same kind of brokenness that spent evenings crying and clutching bottles, shouting that everything is coming undone And the saddest part of it all was that he knew it He knew the extent of his damage and he carried it around like a child carrying a blanket Protection and total disarray mingling with forbidden truth and heartbreak of knowing nothing was ever enough

-a.a.

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