Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds

This house , this bunk bed is a time capsule

One that takes me back farther than I care to go -

I think I will sleep on the floor tonight .

I held myself together all day,

Putting on that face that I hate to wear

But donning it all the same,

Just to make you feel more comfortable

whenever I am around.

Here I am, alone in the dark at last!

If you peaked in my room tonight

you would see a Picasso.

My different pieces have been haphazardly rearranged

As I am carelessly thrown into paintings-

Memories that I do not wish to relive.

I am melting at the seams

And dripping recklessly across the cream carpet -

I should have not come here tonight

But I didn’t want to be any more of a burden.

Choking on my silence ,

All the words I want to say are miscarried,

The screams sticking painfully in my throat.

How can this be my life ?

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/e3nu16/casual/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/e3jm9k/i_live_in_a_birdcage/f947i8x/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf