Long Overdue Number 2
Haunting me, daunting me, & f--king taunting me
Saying that you & I will never, ever again be
I'm just supposedly wasting my time on you - so cut the f--king strings
Those strings held you & I like a kevlar-lined, kryptonite-chained, indestructible trampoline
These voices - they keep stalking me - bouncing off these walls
Ricocheting & reverberating through my stubborn brain
The distorted voices, the screams & the tortures
Are disintegrating & decomposing the very fibres of my being
If you're not here - they're louder, crueler, & so much more bloody mean
The overwhelming, over-analytic, & overly-dramatic contradicting words echoing inside my confused & exhausted brain
It casts an iron shock through me - begging me to forget your memory
Just a parasidic worm taking up hostage inside me
Yet still my stomach butterfly-flips at the instant drop-dead, dreamy, hypnotic, serendipitous disposition of your gorgeousness - teasing me - & is desiring & daring me to resign from this current chapter of mine
It begs me to leave this raw sewage behind - right where it will ing stay
It eerily beckons & bribes me to drink with you - toasting to a long overdue #2
So with a tall glass of good 'ol Sandman - I'll toast to our rekindling for the second time..,
Copyright © Holly Knoles | Year Posted 2022
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