Sunday, 6 November 2011

A Promise I Never Kept

I held your heart in my hand and squeezed it until my fingerprints became engraved with your flesh. I let go before I tore it up completely, I wanted to leave a functioning organ behind, even if it was a little bit broken. I played with your lungs like they were an instrument, I screamed into them then let the air out. The moisture from my breath it still leaking through your air pipes. I bruised your lips with my kisses and scarred your tongue with my teeth. I nibbled away at your fingers and I lay them on my cheek.

I didn’t mean to hurt you with my actions, but sometimes when you really love someone you can’t show it with nice words and nice behaviour. Sometimes you want to leave scars on them. You don’t want to keep them in their original packaging, you want to test drive them and see what they’re really made of. Well I drove you till your wheels come off.

Your blood stained my skin and I can still see it now. That deep crimson the colour I love. You took back your heart and your lungs and your lips and your tongue, didn’t even leave me a hand to hold. I didn’t mean to play so rough but you are being bold. You scared away my demons when I saw your face, but now their creeping back up to resurface. I’ll cover myself in bleach and pray for the best.
I’ll take your body parts and throw them away, I’ll wash off the stains and get on with my day. I’ll deny I ever saw you I’ll deny we ever met. And when the devil comes knocking I’ll say you were just a promise I never kept.

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