Old Poems <3

[Twistember]

Pieces On The Floor

Is the truth obvious?
Can you see it in my eyes?
Do you know, that the past was a lie?
Honestly, I didn't even try.
There's so many reasons I didn't tell you what I felt.
I feared judgement,
and also shame and guilt.
I won't get there today;
not even tomorrow or a month from now.
But the pieces on the floor,
make me want to try.



Red

I was mad.
I paced the kitchen for an hour,
staring at the drawer with the sharp ones in it.
Then I grabbed one,
and I saw red.
Sticks and stones,
sometimes break my bones.
And the words you say,
always hurt me.
I hear the words you say,
and I see red.
One day I saw red,
and the red was not enough.
I saw red, without one ounce of relief.
I still see red, and still no relief.