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Silent on You

I know I can't avoid myself for long.

By Erin LockhartPublished 3 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
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I can pinpoint every moment

I went wrong with you.

Every slip of the tongue,

Every brush of the hand.

Oh, how so many innocent

Shards pile into something

That skins me alive

Deep in those dark woods.

The sun, ashamed,

Sinks itself into oblivion

Just so it won’t have to look at me.

Left in what I could never avoid,

I tear out my own lungs

And feed them to the trees.

Seven crows flock around me

And make a home

In the hole I left in my chest.

The murder sinks into me,

Blood pooling around the hips

That never mattered,

Always mattered.

I tell myself to

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

And you only watch.

Your eyes slash my throat

As I suffocate, hyperventilate,

And the thrashing wings

Of my own

Curse hold me hostage

In my own body.

You did this, you caused this,

Yet somehow I can never

Blame you. I always try.

Always tried.

But the blame fell

Silent on you,

Then I was the only thing

I could hear

In the middle of the night.

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About the Creator

Erin Lockhart

Resident goth, metalhead, poet, illustrator, and ghost.

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