Monday, February 17

3 MONTHS & 17 DAYS


I remember you

I remember the time we first met
You were the complete opposite of me
Always so calm, collected and focused
You showed me hope and promised of escape
Vowing to care for me, when no one else would

And you did indeed

The harder I cried, the more determined you were
The louder I screamed, the harder you worked
The longer I tried to shut you out, the easier you found your way back in
And despite the fact that you hurt me, suppressed me or overpowered me
You were the one, the only one who understood my curious dependency

 I still dream of you

I dream of our nights in
The times I have let you shred my skin piece by piece
Then watch beads of scarlet drip off my brown skin
That beautiful red colour that I'm addicted to
Moments as such, where I knew I was in love with you

 But you deceived me

The same hands that’s once led with caution
Soon drove with purpose and comprehension
You became stronger, angrier and all the more reckless
Demanding time and attention I could hardly devote
Reminding me of the same hope and escape that never failed to drew me in

 You God damned bastard

I begged you for mercy, cries of which you paid no heed to
Night after night, you were there, touching my arms, my legs
Making sure I was doing it right, that I don’t mess up
And when I did, you would punish me by disclosing glimpses of what you did
Shoving in my face that nobody cared enough to give a fuck

I mastered the art

You trained me so damn well
The art of laughter, plastic smiles and compulsive lies
You taught me not to bat my lashes every time someone cried for help
And to put in the headphones as soon as someone opened their blistered little mouth
It was you who distorted my reality, you who blinded my vision

 Now, 3 months and 17 days clean

Here I am
Hoping to survive one more day without you