Broken Hearted

Like an immature puppy
rough housing delicate fine china
it didn't long
for me to break
shattered to pieces
only to be glued together with
apologies and promises to change
always broken
cracks forever visible
my heart, never the same.

It Still Hurts

W
T
F
feels like I'm walking around
with open wounds
rebelling against time
so instead
I try to clog the bleeding holes with
friends,
sex,
alcohol.

It still hurts.

Happy New Year

2019, I said I wouldn’t lie
Truth is:
I fed the vampires for far too long.
Held so tightly
a never-ending feeding frenzy
They needed me; I felt wanted
the darkness almost swallowed me up
fcuk these bloodsuckers
I refuse to be an empty carcass.