There’s plenty of sadness lingering in the careless tears you left in me.
My head spins around like a disco ball, deflecting the grey trepidation.
Must all my stories end in loss and someone innocent leaving?
You know I let you quit as you please, so what’s with the hesitation?
I swear that no sea can compete with the sinking feeling you give me,
But the highs smell like early spring rain and my will succumbs to you.
Only I can save myself from this silver trap I built for the two of us.
Still, I’m hoping that you won’t run when you see that I’m not waterproof.
Don’t tell me you’re sorry about the way you cut me into pieces,
And I won’t tell them the promises that you made just to get high.
The feeling inside will dissolve like fog if I dare to breathe in the fumes,
But I’m not sure if I want to see the truth when I’m covered in your lies.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 