raw – Page 2 – The Messy Middle 🖤

Holy.

You broke me,

slowly,

left me in the lonely.

But,

I’m still,

holy.

–S.

Shades of Blue.

Please don’t believe everything they tell you.

It was sky for a good while,

and then it was more artic.

Walked right into berry,

swam with indigo,

and dried off with navy.

Then things got lighter,

and it went ocean, teal, sapphire.

Went back to a little darker,

and it went lapis, cobalt, azure.

I think I’ve been every shade of blue.

–S.

Can you help me find her?

She’s lost.

The girl who wore the pink neon cowboy boots.

Can you help me find her?

I’m putting up missing posters,

tree by tree.

I think she ran away because she never felt quite free.

She’s lost.

The girl who wore the pink neon cowboy boots.

Can you help me find her?

I’ve been going door to door,

everything’s turning out to be an empty drawer.

I think she ran away searching for more.

–S.

Small City.

Millions of people but the city feels too small for us both.

I drive up the coast,

and try to get lost in the country,

I’m looking for the place where you might still love me.

I ask for directions,

I even buy a map.

At a rest stop in Texas,

it hits me,

it’s a wrap,

and that’s that.

–S.

Giddy Up.

Coffee in my cup.

Guess it’s time to giddy up.

Thoughts of you never fail to interrupt.

One foot in the stirrup.

Still stick on you like syrup.

–S.

Signed.

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.

Wild.

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.

Tiny.

You make me feel so small, I fit into the palm of your hand.

A few more words, and I’ll disintegrate like sand.

There’s not much more that I’ll be able to withstand.

Is making me disappear, what you had planned?

–S.

A Haunting in Texas.

I’d haunt you, if I could.

Stay around you forever, I would.

Myth or mystery?

I’d be intertwined in your entire history.

I’d haunt you, if I could.

–S.

Do stray dogs go to heaven?

It feels like I’ve never belonged to anybody but me.

Do stray dogs go to heaven?

I guess I’ll find out and see.

I’ve been searching and I’ve found no trace.

Is home a thing, person, or place?

If you could give me this one kindness, and just let me know.

I need some help knowing where to go.

–S.