Word Vomit...
“Stop. Rewind. And… Play”
- Eli (Degrassi)
Metaphors
I’m not what you want. I’m not what you need. I’m where you turn when there’s no place else to go.
You say you love me. The sentence burns like acid rolling from your lips. I could be anyone hearing those lies. Love is for someone who protects the heart. Through the mind, body and soul. Why do you crush mine? Your hands wrap around my soul, willing it to your side.
Does my pain amuse you? When you laugh, do you hold your sides? Do you cry? Inside, I cry when I see your face, hear your voice, speak your name. I hide my heart away, but you seek it out, you still get in. You search through my thoughts, even the deepest ones cannot escape. You toy with them, using them against me. You whisper in a way only you can, weaving your voice in. Leaving a mark on me too deep to ignore.
I have to get away from you.
Standing here on these tracks, I wonder were you here, would you stop me? Would it be easier if I stood here waiting for the next train? There are lights in front of me. My heart shatters beneath the weight of the truth. There’s a train on the tracks. I won’t be a passenger. I won’t have a chair. As your hands push me out the way and I watch the train overtake you, I close my eyes.
You’re gone. No more lies. The truth wraps around me, a shield against all things. I gave you power by letting you in. By letting you know me, I gave you life.
Now you’re splattered across these tracks.
My heart pulsates against my chest.
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I couldn't sleep. A serious case of word vomit grabbed me. It's a metaphor. That's why it's called "Metaphors." Apparently, tonight my thoughts were somewhere I wasn't expecting. They were also about erasing someone, shutting them out and moving forward. I changed a couple things from what I'd originally written but, it's better now. *rereads* Yea. A lot's going on in this poem now that I'm actually reading it. *smiles*
It is what it is.
Later