Submissions by Her_sunshine

I suppose
I was ready for the worst
 before anything had begun

emotionally on edge for years
opening up to you brought me
over it.

I had to process emotions I've kept under the
 floorboards,
  in the closet, and left
my attempts to cover up
what I didn't want to face

exposed
and left out to dry.

They came to me overnight, and I fell apart.

Though,
I knew in the back of my mind
you were not the cause,
only the key.

Anyone could have picked that sorry...

A lie hung on the line
A scar on my wrist
a weak prison yet
a comforting place to rest

             The head sags, the dripping crown.

Bent low like a broken man
when he knows he's beat yet
stumbles on to loathe

A woman he misses
Who shakes his chains
And topples his sullen throne

                    I wear it often
                    too much in fact
                    to keep me happy

                 When I'm missing you

A habit that grew
through
and
through...