Bittersweet frustration

clinging to the sides   of my mouth

Betrayal and mistrust, tasting of green,

by the friends who don’t show up  or

the man  who almost made me  believe in love

Rita’s custard  melting and souring  in my mouth because

that was   his favorite place

Sadness, dripping down my cheeks

salty

sticky

black like darkness

Cold-hard concrete leaving bruises all over

Pointy, sharp, needles and unknown objects

pushed into your skin

A blade's edge ripping

blood oozing

like gooey trash

Rotten food touched by accident

yellow on the surface

Bugs crawling up and down your legs

the fear grows

A man walks past your window in the latest hour

he smiles knowing you can’t stop him

A boy drives like a manic down the main highway, just because

why not? hurting feels nice

Thin air coating the land to suffocate

or bring you to a ledge you can not see down from

it is a small few steps, keeping you alive

Burnt food sizzling on the hot pan

like eggs from the morning

stuck, unable to be removed

A purple orchid left out in the sun too long

poked too much-- without water,

shows it’s decaying limbs

The absent scent of my mother

fleeting the house

A scream let out in fury

held in for way too long

The voice in your ear whispers

“you deserve this”