Blood and Oil | Teen Ink

Blood and Oil

June 12, 2019
By svalmeus BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
svalmeus BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

I think of you now

And my mouth

Overflows

With blood and oil

 

You used to be

A comfort

But now

You make me sick

 

God

I wish I was strong enough

To hate you

To rip you apart with words

Cut so deep I can peer inside

 

But I am weak

 

And all I want

Is what we were

 

There are days when all I can think

Is f*** man

Never come back

And I don't speak

Don't breathe don't eat

Because I might

Just

Let

It

Out

 

But mostly

I am here

Holding onto the one I remember
 

Where are you?


The author's comments:

This is a piece I wrote when I was in a darker place. Lucky to not be there anymore. 


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.