• Spectrum

    by  • June 22, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 2 Comments

    She is an unexpected earth shattering tsunami
    Destroying everything you own

    She is silent lightning, visible for a split-second, then gone as soon as she begins

    But the storm still rages on

    Like the clothes I had on that had you had touched
    A simple hug

    It stormed in that place

    Where usually I would keep you all over me,
    I stood in the storm

    You were acid on my skin,
    I had to get you off

    I regretted it

    For you had to see me as if my soul were on the outside

    In pain, a mess

    You may be poison
    You are definitely toxic

    But you are my poison
    And I will never be fully able to cleanse you from me

    And I don’t want you gone from me

    You are in my bloodstream,
    And I am not bothered by it

    It’s sad, honestly

    You are my delusion
    My escape
    My prison
    You kill me
    And lift me up
    You set painful fires to my essence,
    And then quickly turn it to fires of passion
    You are night
    You are day
    My cigarette, I light you
    Take a puff
    My friend for the moment
    But you burn out

    And leave me nothing but wanting more

    Of the irresistible painful way that you are
    You don’t even have to do anything special
    You are just you
    And I am in love with all of it

    Silently, slowly,

    I’m sure your lips feel like cocaine
    And my fingers running through your hair, a swig of sweet whiskey
    Your body next to mine, vicodin relieving the most excruciating pain
    Your hands on my face, the floating feeling of marijuana

    Our lips touching again and again like pure heroine running through my blood,
    So pure that in the end it would kill me

    I’ll never get to experience these things

    But it would be so worth it, in the end

    Living like this is so overrated, anyway
    If I can’t be with you

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    2 Responses to Spectrum

    1. Nicole
      June 22, 2015 at 12:15 pm

      thank you for this poem. you make me cherish past memories of my own, and give me hope that people can fall in love. 🙂


    2. Nobody
      June 22, 2015 at 4:14 pm

      Beautifully Sad!
      Ahhh how I wish to be the recipient of such powerful emotions…
      My suggestion – Revisit your choices and just be



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