We could both be nothing
The Simpsons was special to you now it is special to me
The colour pink was fun for you to control now I own a pink cowboy hat
Tones of a classical piano sent emotions into your heart and now I bleed when my boss thinks it makes her look cultural to discuss Chopin with me
How can I forget the shapes of you
The scars love leaves can’t be worth the hit
Surely I can’t be the only one to feel this pain when I’m sitting on the bus alone
Surely I can’t be the only one who feels that life isn’t worth living without the living someone made for you
The regret will eat you alive so move on before you’ve lost your legs
Sadly I think I’m now only crumbs to be pecked at by the vultures
My sister says she has no time for me because her demons are louder than mine
And she lives in love
I wonder if she would be devoured quicker than me if I was to tell her about a woman he had been seeing behind her back
She might then understand
My demons are quieter but more cunning and persistent
She could have them too
We would be closer and mum would be happy but we would each be nothing
I just wish I had never sent the texts
I wish I had never told any of you
But you can’t live with that
You have to gather up those bloody parts and hope the surgeon will see you again
Though I don’t think he works weekends anymore and I can’t take anymore time off work
Copyright © John Bird | Year Posted 2024
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