Monday, October 17, 2011

Dear Me

Dear Heart,
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for keeping you from them.
from holding them
from looking into their eyes and telling them everything.
Whether it be the ones we hardly know
The ones that change before our eyes
The ones that are too old for us anyway
The ones that dragged you around by your noose promising love
The ones that you turn away no matter how much they want you.
I'm sorry they had to be taken away from you.
I'm sorry you never got to try the things we saw in movies.
But to be honest...

you where always kind of a bitch
A fool who gets sucked into anyone who throws a smile our way.
a naive child who pastes her pictures on our walls and writes love letters we will never send.
You've no one to blame but yourself.

Dear Mind,

You are meager.
You are weak.
You are always the one to criticize.
Or tell me they aren't good enough the moment they change theirs.
You beat me up and leave me to die alone.
You tell me not to try because "It hasn't worked before, it wont work now"
You are my terrible adviser.
The one who makes all of my terrible decisions.
The one who refuses to change.
Fuck you.

Dear Penis,

Thank you.
Thank you for keeping your mouth shut.
If you spoke up like you know you want to
We would be farther up shit creek than ever before.
In more ways than one.
Thank you for keeping clean
Ignoring what you hate to ignore
Expressing restraint like I have never seen.
But don't get me wrong,
you have bad days too.
Just like the others.

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