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sitting here, bleeding ALL over myself

by Olivia Weinkein

this takes me back a breath or two
before i ever knew you
am i better now, they say i'm better
now, would you
could you bring yourself to agree?
i died only once tonight when i found
myself slipping into the days between
then and the now, the days that held
you in the creases. the days i find
hard to feast on without puking myself
away. yeah i said it. you. them. all
those memories make me want to throw up
anything, everything just to feel
closer to myself and further away from
you. this is what you do to me. when i
find myself turning around to look
behind me and see you, your memory
standing there mocking me, tempting me
to learn again to smile in your presence.
i say i can't think about, that i won't
think about it but you find me, catching
me when i'm not exactly my best. but i
died only once tonight for you. you.
you

cannot have the rest
of my deaths.

03/28/2003

Posted on 03/29/2003
Copyright © 2025 Olivia Weinkein

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