I Can Write Words Better Than I Can Speak Them
Tart Strain... I don't hate you.
I hate the bitter taste of disappoint.
I hate my chronic sporadic chest pain.
How used to crying I've become..
Because crying over you is as familiar as brushing my teeth.
You are my cavity.
The in-depth abyss;
dotted perforated cut line.
~I need to write~
The c-section carving.
Missing button at my chest open,
The gaping hole.
I am the fumbling in a room first entered, looking for the lights I can't find..
I am the victim.
Survivor.
Perpetrator.
Scar that's slowly healing,
~I need to write~
The scab.
You are the blood;
Blue, running in my veins.
The life, OUR life.
The mayhem.
Massacre.
And the savior.
~I need to write~
I don't hate you,
I hate the blurred line that we've become.
I used to know who you were,
I knew you better than you did,
I used to recognize myself.
A couple times I've mistaken my own identity.
You were the lining of my soul
Even though I gave away the coat.
I hate there is a coat out there without lining..
I hate that I will always care.
Love that you've made me a person that will always care;
~I need to write~
Hate caring soo much.
I hate contradicting myself.
I hate having poems about you.
I love that you always inspired me.
Hate the type of muse you incite.
I hate Sorry's..
Although I know we meant them all.
I hate the word 'Yours'
Hate that I want to recycle the damn word,
But I love that I want to be 'yours' once again.
I hate the feeling of being thrown away.
Hate endings, even the happy ones.
Hate the awkwardness.
~I need to write~
Hate seeing you sad.
I hate that someone else might make you happy.
And I love the idea of you being happy..
I hate I fought for you the hardest.
I hate old mail.
Hate and love nostalgia .
I love but hate the beach.
And cling to the ocean.
I do not hate the sun,
But I am angry after it sets...
I know that you get it,
But hate when you forget it.
Stop listening to my voice.
Start listening to me.
There are no answers in my anger..
~I need to write~
I am in a constant state of loving,
So I will never hate you.
But I will always hate
THIS.
I hate the bitter taste of disappoint.
I hate my chronic sporadic chest pain.
How used to crying I've become..
Because crying over you is as familiar as brushing my teeth.
You are my cavity.
The in-depth abyss;
dotted perforated cut line.
~I need to write~
The c-section carving.
Missing button at my chest open,
The gaping hole.
I am the fumbling in a room first entered, looking for the lights I can't find..
I am the victim.
Survivor.
Perpetrator.
Scar that's slowly healing,
~I need to write~
The scab.
You are the blood;
Blue, running in my veins.
The life, OUR life.
The mayhem.
Massacre.
And the savior.
~I need to write~
I don't hate you,
I hate the blurred line that we've become.
I used to know who you were,
I knew you better than you did,
I used to recognize myself.
A couple times I've mistaken my own identity.
You were the lining of my soul
Even though I gave away the coat.
I hate there is a coat out there without lining..
I hate that I will always care.
Love that you've made me a person that will always care;
~I need to write~
Hate caring soo much.
I hate contradicting myself.
I hate having poems about you.
I love that you always inspired me.
Hate the type of muse you incite.
I hate Sorry's..
Although I know we meant them all.
I hate the word 'Yours'
Hate that I want to recycle the damn word,
But I love that I want to be 'yours' once again.
I hate the feeling of being thrown away.
Hate endings, even the happy ones.
Hate the awkwardness.
~I need to write~
Hate seeing you sad.
I hate that someone else might make you happy.
And I love the idea of you being happy..
I hate I fought for you the hardest.
I hate old mail.
Hate and love nostalgia .
I love but hate the beach.
And cling to the ocean.
I do not hate the sun,
But I am angry after it sets...
I know that you get it,
But hate when you forget it.
Stop listening to my voice.
Start listening to me.
There are no answers in my anger..
~I need to write~
I am in a constant state of loving,
So I will never hate you.
But I will always hate
THIS.
