Salt on an angry battle wound
is your world to me.
I can't behave as if you don't
disgust me in a way that I can't
express to you or anyone in
this house of tears and joy
I cannot feel.
It has all sunk deep inside
it won't come out for a long
time until you can show me
how to love and be loved.
I cannot be saved from this
mess that I can't get out of
no matter how hard I try I
can't find the hole in the ice,
I can't breathe.
-copyright 1995-
Reason for writing:
I wrote this when I was in a relationship that I thought was just fine-I don't know how I thought that after writing such a poem! Now that I look back at this I can see how I really felt about him.
Birth sign: Taurus
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