Tag: "You Never Left" series

Unnoticed

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I see you cry out in the fairest of mornings

But I don’t hear, I don’t empathize.

I’ve had my fair share of mournings.

The tears don’t flow in a rhythm and I wonder –

Why were you mean to me

When you’re the one torn asunder.

I feel the blood on my hands dry seamlessly.

Even if I don’t remember what I’ve done,

I won’t bother with shame and secrecy.

I see another one cry out in a pale, dull morning.

But I still ignore, I can’t empathize

With your pain –

So deserved, so unavoidable, so burning.

-JW

Behind Church Walls

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Do you think I regret what I’ve grown into?

Do you think I’ve cried over the graves

That I’ve led to?

But do you think I forget where I come from?

Do you think I’ve kneeled in a mass

For thee I never outrun?

You’re disgusted but jealous at the same time,

You’d buy a life like mine

For a Judas dime.

And a cross or holy water won’t really do,

A burning sensation won’t either.

Oh, I pity you.

-JW

Capture

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Helicopters and stiff winds messing up my hair.

Bright lights, red and blue, chanting:

“She didn’t fight fair.”

Ammunition, cold triggers and frustration.

I hear you saying my first name,

Reciting laws and proclamations.

Three legged creatures from hell and purple sky

Melting into my pupils.

“She won’t be taken alive.”

Yells, bangs, shots that cannot be taken back…

It’s off to the races, I keep racing.

The road ahead is losing its track.

-JW

Place Your Bets

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The game seems too easy,

It can’t be this simple.

You show him you charms,

Cover desires with a wimple.

The game is too wicked,

It can’t be this haunted.

You smile while he begs

But you’re what he wanted.

The game feels too gentle,

It can’t be this touchy.

You wrap him up tight,

Still they brand you too raunchy.

The game tastes too sour,

It can’t be this addicting.

You keep equating your high

With the lungs you’re restricting.

The game feels like a fraud,

It can’t be this corrupt.

Or could it be and I’m lucky?

If so, I beg you not to act shocked.

-JW

Drifting Off

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No recollection of what I’ve done last evening,

Not a clue.

My chest is pounding,

Mind panicking and grieving.

I can’t remember the last person I spoke to.

It can’t be.

Even it was you

How could I take the blame for two?

My nails broken from fights I didn’t really choose.

Don’t argue.

My brain’s a mess,

It aches and oozes like a bruise.

Fatigue, restlessness, dry mouth and no memory.

Blood-stained walls.

I sit up and scream.

Then my consciousness takes off, I’m fast asleep.

-JW

Him

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There’s a story underneath the soft black coat he’s wearing.

There’s a poorly written “sorry” too,

Look quick, the doubt is nearing.

There’s guilt in his cologne but I’m too bewitched,

Can’t look away while he’s downing the drinks,

Planning to gloat and grow rich.

There’s denial behind the green eyes, he’s so distant.

I would feel pity but my heart’s asleep,

Empathy’s non-existent.

There’s electricity all around as I approach his table.

It’s like he’s been waiting for someone to come,

To make his feet unstable.

And there’s a dry gurgle in his throat as he falls asleep.

One more cut and we’re done with it.

Look quick, the thrills are cheap.

-JW

Sheets

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The main street is too loud, let me take you somewhere quieter.

Your car is too noisy, pardon if tonight I’m acting like a rioter.

The sheets on my bed are white, and the walls can keep it mute.

Please look at me, love, please watch it, you senseless brute.

The darkness in my room is calming, it comes up in waves,

And all the drugs in your system make your dull head behave.

The sheets on my bed are crumbled as you lie without purpose.

Please look at me as midnight drifts into foam, burns in turquoise.

The locks are all open as I push you out of sight, out in night.

There’s no one to have your back anymore, no one to your right.

The sheets on my bed are red so I move into another cheap motel

Under a different pseudonym, with another man under the spell.

-JW

The Second Skin

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The one is gone and it’s off to the races, I keep on racing,

I bow my head, I contradict and lie about the fear I’m facing.

A tall stranger smiles at me, then another one, and another…

I drift away on my selfishness, mistaking enemies with lovers.

But I share the bed with my demons despite all the warning signs.

The clock in my room has stopped, none of this time is mine.

A blood stained light in me tries to break out, it’s brighter each night.

Once I stop fighting, it’ll blur my vision just enough

So I can’t tell wrong from right.

-JW

Mad

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I lit a candle and wished you’d never dream of me,

Even in nightmares, even in the deepest sleep.

My condolences to those who loved your charms.

I hope there’s no one left greeting you with open arms.

But my curses won’t haunt you the way I wanted

And my prayers will never be taken for granted.

When my chest was torn open stich by stich,

People helped to dig you a bottomless ditch

Just to bury the witch as it was supposed to be done –

With a hanging, burning and drowning,

Looking down the barrel of a gun…

So I lit a candle and wished I’d never dream of you –

Even in daydreams, even when I greet the tomb.

-JW