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sagitta Pretty girl Natural smile and blue top With her rough hands and scars And the world at her feet Drive me home at 5pm Feel her weight on top of my chest He’s a different person now Eighteen years and two days feels forever ago All of senior year Laying in a hospital bed But I wasn’t talking to doctors You were avoiding my IV You waded into my waters and polluted me Just to leave the home you made You loved me I swear to God You’ll regret the way you spoke to me Ugly man Scared of the perception Tending to my violet thunderstorm With uncaring hands Watching the TV The silence killing us So we can get lost in thought Grew up eating hotdogs from the patio Baking overdone cake, doing lines Off of my marble vanity I became a writer If you wanted, I’m sure you’d be an artist Saying my name like you actually give a fuck I thought you loved me When you washed my body Thought about you kissing someone else But then you said Said you were tired of me I think you lied the second I left Old woman Consumed by my death With flowers from the funeral you skipped And evil in your heart Over now It’s over now

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