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Skipping Kidney Stones

Did you even want to be found?
I took my shackles off and formed a search and rescue team 
But did you even want to be found?
You’ve been running all your life I think you’ve aced this marathon 
Just come home to me and sprawl out on the floor you were just begging on

With your conlifting personality traits, I’ve never met someone so dynamic
And tempers teaching you a math lesson in hopes of solving this 
The ghosts of your forgotten selves, departed from each trauma train you’ve conducted               
But I sure hope we don't need an seance for you to see them
So reassess your motivation 
and collect your spirit where you left it to play pretend
At the mausoleum 

You caged the blooming butterfly that is your willingness 
And this can’t be a coincidence 

You put all your eggs in one basket 
But if just a crack would send you packing,
Then I overestimated your ability to sense danger coming 
And how could I have saved you?
All you left me was an empty water bottle and a broken hatchet 
I traded my decaying sneakers for strapped boots 
So I could take action in the streams we waded through 
And we took our hopeful hands and promises of longer lifespans
To the humble cabin in the woods you brought me to

Walking your haunted dolls through the hallway 
Looks like your cheated best friend resume 
Had nothing critical to say 
And my phone became a hotline for a 9-1-1 dopamine rush 
As if I could call you 
How many times i’ve said “I swear I closed that door”
But I always come back to it open just a crack,
Enough for a sedated rumor to slip through 

Shivering while yelling for chivalry 
I knew it wasn’t coming but I kept my yapper shut 
Heartache gripped your one-sided prayers 
And sent them racing through the spaces in the floorboards 
Don't worry, even though I feel I’ve given you everything 
I’ll find a way to push the limits and find what constitutes as “more”
I knew how this was going from the beginning 
But I kept my ceaseless engine of a mouth shut! 
Besides, it’s not my words that have ever left the deepest cut 

You put all your eggs in one basket 
And this can’t be a coincidence 

How could I have saved you?
How could I have held my tongue with my arms in a mental straight jacket?
I would never put myself at risk of being lost with anyone but you 
We took our hatchets and loosely structured escape plan 
To the cabin in the woods you brought me to

Copyright © Matthew Bailey

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