Tuesday, September 24, 2013

great expectations



when the glass was full,

i almost expected you
to flick it 
to the ground

and you did
with a twist 

of your wrist

i just didn't expect
     you 
to make 
     me

walk on the pieces
barefoot and 
bleed-ing

all because i don't need you to breathe

or be







6 comments:

  1. Lots of raw emotion here. That's why I love your writing. You don't hold back.

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  2. This is open ... wow

    It is kind of how I felt the past few days, you simplified it into a few words and said more than I did in my whole post...

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    1. Launna, everyone else seems to always say what I'm thinking before I can put it to words. That's how I pick my favorite poets and artists. Hope it gets better for you.

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  3. There is comfort at least in knowing how it will hurt.
    (but you don't)

    xx
    LuLu
    Breakfast After 10

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