I chew on a lemon rind,
but it doesn’t work.
Everything I want to say to you is fucking unkind.
I love you,
but I hate you,
for being so blind.
I love you,
but I hate you,
for leaving me behind.
I love you,
but I hate you,
for hurting my pride.
I love you,
but I hate you,
I know you tried.
Signed,
–S.
Deep in the woods,
I’m covered in soot.
I’m howling at the moon,
why’d you leave me so soon?
I burned it all down,
you tried to turn it around,
but you had to leave me wild.
I’ve been hungry for love since I was a child.
I’m needy,
a little greedy,
how’d you leave me,
so easy?
–S.
Over a slice of cheesecake, I’m reminded of all of the love we didn’t get to make.
Over a slice of cheesecake, I’m reminded of all of the sweetness we didn’t get to taste.
Over a slice of cheesecake, I’m reminded of all of the pictures we didn’t get to take.
Over a slice of cheesecake, I’m reminded of heartache.
–S.
We’re the only survivors,
in the wreckage of you and I.
Red flare shot into the sky.
Lit up all the pain,
surprised I didn’t die.
SOS,
we made a fucking mess.
We’re the only survivors,
in the wreckage of you and I.
–S.
I’ll be sorry the rest of my life.
In my heart, this will keep you alive.
You’ll never have to fade or go away.
With me, you’ll always stay.
I’ll be sorry the rest of my life.
–S.
Mistakes made,
hurt exchanged.
Emotions fade,
outlooks jade.
We’re not good for each other,
but we’re great at making heartbreak marmalade.
–S.
Longing,
rhymes with belonging,
and prolonging,
too.
All words that I’d connect with you.
I was fawning and then it was dawning,
that I was bombing.
and wronging,
everything all to hell.
–S.
Is it true, love?
There’s someone new, love.
I’ve been thinking about you, love.
I was still thinking it was you, love.
I still want to talk to only you, love.
Is she picking something blue, love?
Does she perform on cue, love?
Does everything still feel new, love?
You never left my view, love.
I’m sitting in the pew, love.
Praying you weren’t through, love.
There’s nothing left to do, love.
I guess it’s true, love.
It’s true love.
–S.
You’ve always had a way of making me feel small.
It doesn’t matter the distance, you can change everything with just one call.
Your words defy space, they crash through every wall.
You hold all the power, you have the ability to ruin it all.
I can never feel tall.
Your voice in my head makes me stall.
No matter what, you’ll always make sure I fall,
or falter.
Why am I always something to be altered?
–S.
Okay,
I’m leaving.
I guess it just wasn’t our season.
Wrong person.
Wrong time.
I drown myself in an ocean of reasons.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 