How to Die Beautifully by PerfectAnomoly, literature
Literature
How to Die Beautifully
I wrapped up my love and told you to sell it
because you needed the money more than the emotion
So you gave me to a stranger for half what I was worth but
I still smiled while you walked away
They held me up to the light and didn't like what
they found so they took me apart and pounded
me out and now when I see my reflection I don't
even know what I am...
Because you were gliding you thought you could fly
but the wind let you down and you fell from so high
There was nothing left where you and earth met so
I stood by your imprint and breathed in the dust...
If I can't have you in my heart, I'll hold you in my lungs.
My head and feet had grown cold,
walking the wrong direction
down a one-way road.
Waiting for headlights to show something
that wouldn't make me feel so old
Didn't matter how bright they were
I found shadows in everything
Didn't matter how close the call
I'd step over the wreckage and just
keep on going.
And my throat is bone dry,
cigarettes and words, it's
all smoke in the night. I'd
forgotten what water tasted like,
so simple and without it we die
I am so ready to have something feel that right
I want so badly to drink you in time after time.
My hands and my heart are scarred
I found it best to keep them apart
But they
In the moment my eyes first held you
my hands rebelled against their purpose
they became insolent little children
acting out in all directions
screaming out against the fact
that they could not do the same.
In an attempt to match their frenzy
my tongue became still and silent
dead behind my teeth
dead from the knowledge that
it would never say the right words to you.
My heart became a cancer,
beating faster and spreading everywhere
It turned on itself
as you turned me inside out
Blood to my brain with parts of you
I am helpless in your shadow
A small shade left behind
That I try to curl up in and hold onto.