• The song lied

    by  • May 30, 2016 • To You • 2 Comments

    You can’t always go home.

    I don’t have a home. This isn’t my home. I lost it, and me. You blink, and it’s gone. Days, weeks, months years. Down the tubes, where has it gone? Vague memories are all that’s left, those and the sick feeling that you’re missing something. And it never goes away. Always that lump in your throat, tears welling up and threatening to break the dam. You swallow it all back as best you can because if you start you might not stop.

    You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and wonder who the hell it is looking back at you. It startles for a second, because it was just yesterday that there was a vibrant, young, smiling person in the glass… That was yesterday, right?

    No control, take control of what you can. The sadness and the anger bubbling close to the surface. Smile, choke on it.

    You’re so mad and bitter. Always ready for a fight. Hoping for it. Begging for it. Searching for something, anything, to fill that void.

    You should hurt me. You should try. Go ahead, take a swing, take a swing, push, pull, grab me and throw me up against a wall. I’ll fucking explode, I’ll unleash years of pent up rage. We’ll see. You laugh. I’m so demure, big eyes, sad puppy. We’ll see. I want it. I want it so bad…

    You want your turn? Go ahead. Fucking take it. I dare you.

    2 Responses to The song lied

    1. TKO
      May 31, 2016 at 7:52 am

      Hit me slowly
      Hit me quick
      Hit me however damn well you want
      Hit you?
      Never have I hit a woman
      Nor will I
      Of course I’ll laugh
      Because your the first woman that’s ever hit me
      I’ve never seen a woman go off like that
      No matter how mad you get
      Every word strikes harder than if you hit me
      I’d rather you did hit me
      Then I’d only be physically bruised
      That’s easy to live with
      For the body heals automatically
      But not my now heavy heart
      It’s a knock out
      You win

      I never knew it was such a fight
      A fight to the death.
      No wonder I lost.
      I never had a fighting chance
      Because I believed
      We were in love


    2. author
      May 31, 2016 at 6:00 pm

      I want you to know there is no way this is for you. It’s for no one. The universe in general maybe.

      It’s hard not to see yourself in so many letters here, but be careful. Try not to assume the worst. I intend no harm to you, friend, and the person you’re “Talking” to hasn’t spouted this venom.

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