Pieces of Me Dropping
This tub water has grown cold,
Every last bubble has dissipated
into foamy frothy film
left to circle
the tub
Every inch of me is wrinkled
like an old hag
pruned and cracking I bleed
Pieces of me I have attempted to evict
from every last swollen pore
He left days ago
A few large shards he left broken
and on the glass
I've been lost in blues
and purples and reds
poking and prodding
lost - searching for that vein
A vessel to carry that blast
thump - thump
collapse
I hope this is the last
the last time - a blast
to erase the past
To make these hours
these days
these years go so fasst
A finish line - a deadline
defeated - a ting ting
I drop it to the floor
My groin littered with bruises
my arms dollops of red
A lack therof
like petals of grace
I push the puss
Out of my arms
My breast
My body becomes
A battlefield
Tick tock
2 hours
tick tock
6 hours
tick tock
I lose the day
Infections spread
My mind breaks
and pieces of me are littered
on the floor
I can't pick the ugliness
I see inside away
I cry - as I die
Afraid as only ghostes
are here to prey
they heckle
they giggle -
As I try to pry the pain away
If only I could tell me then
I'd be sitting here today
If only I could tell me then
I'd be sitting here today -
If only I could say
those scars will never go away
those mocking monkeys
are not real
If only -
tick tock
If only
I could hear me say -
the press - the scabs
the agonizing fear
found in each collapse -
the gasp of pushing through
of head rushing speed
won't break the pain
are not my purpose
Are all just shades of grey
moments to regret
moments to remember
My welcome matt of humility -
Hear this
Your scars will be there
each one more precious than the last
each one my mark
my journey
Pieces of me littered on the floor.