I saw her walk past me
God I wanted to strangle her
Just to wrap my hands around her thin little neck
That he was nibbling on last night
I just wanted her eyes to cloud
And look at me while I hurt her
I saw her run her hands through her hair
Carelessly and flirting
With no one really at all
Just showing off her unparalleled beauty
But she stung me
With her piercing eyes
And her perfect smell
I want to see her crawl
In pain
And arch her back in the pleasure that it would give me
To throw daggers at it
And her legs
Tied apart from each other
Her hands the same way
I just want to kill her
Slowly though
Because that’s the way she said she’d take things
Slowly.
She closed her eyes
And smiled
But there was something much more to her
I don’t know why
She smiled but she wasn’t smiling
I saw her
But not her scars
And I saw her smile
But not her tears
And I hate her so much
For looking so right when the time was wrong
And for always pretending things were okay
When they weren’t.
And they crashed down like satellites around her
Dead bugs around her
No air around her
All of them around her
But I turned around
And walked out
Away from my mirror
And away from
The girl that I hate the most in the world.
(Me)
© 2008 The Poison
Copying this work to another webpage without author permission is plagiarism.
Plagiarism is a misdemeanor, usually punishable by fines of $100-$50000 and up to one year in jail.
Printed from www.DarkPoetry.com/dp/17120/109130 on Friday July 25th, 2008 02:28 PM
Certain elements © 1996-2008 Matthew Steven (matts.org)
Comments on .looking in the mirror.