I need to pull out those jagged,
Soggy, grasping, suffocated
Frantic
Disgusting
Crunchy
Slippery
Painful
Set of words
I am choking
I pull it out of my throat
It is a jagged string with tiny spikes made of these spectacular sounds and cute little
Barfy moments,
A happy, nameless couple hugging
Kissing
Groping
Crying
Screaming
Laughing
Breaking
Up
My sanity
Is there
Deep inside of those aching empty
Lovely
Lonely
Devastating
Words
Get them OUT of me!!!
I don’t want it
I don’t want the words
It’s soaking into my body
I’m
drowning
With too much air
I’m
Drowning like a flopping fish
I need to vomit
Get out of me,
No one wants you, they say back.
No one fucking
Wants
You.
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos.
I am Bexley is published by Resurgence Novels here.
The Half Paper Moon is available on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous is to be published by Eukalypto soon! Coming soon
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Comments (2)
This was sooooo sad! Merly, I hope you're doing okay 😔
I liked the pattern of singular words and then strings of elaboration, nicely balanced. The meaning is very sad though. I hope you don't really feel that way and it is emo context not self-expression. Either way, big hugs you big hearted poet you.