~The women i've loved~

My favourite memories
many phases gone by
have been various women
most of those friendships - did die

I'd like to think
the women I've loved
reveled in suffering
but still rose heights above

it's a little known fact
I'm attracted to beauty
pain and fire
these are the things - that make us wiser

seven years and three times over
lessons taught - some short
but never - not one in vain
these women bind me ritually sane.

~Another Suitcase~

This yo-yo diet of love and hate
has slipped into a dangerous weight,
the lies you purged - weighed down on me
split my tongue with misery

i tried to hold the air so still
so the tension u leave - wont dare to build
you told me ’’everything will be Ok’’
’’we’re not the only ones that need to be saved’’

i found myself relying on on every breathe - every sigh
i told myself ’’Just hang on - don’t cry’’
you took me in with your words of love
you spat me out - as if i would never be enough

i watched myself let go of your hand
i gave you up - like a sacrificed lamb
i told you ’’maybe in the future - someday’’
i threw your suitcase and said ’’Go on - you cant stay’’