One Too Many
Why do they like to hurt me?Grasp my heart and wring out
Every drop of love and trust
I have ever had inside me?
Do they enjoy the red rims
Encasing my eyes that
Are all dried up from
Too much salt exposure?
Or maybe it's the look
My hair gets when it's
Matted wet against my
Flushed sticky cheeks?
It must be the complexion
Colored make up that
Outlines the cuffs of
My sweatshirt sleeves
My black streaks of mascara
I carefully painted on for
You to gaze into my
black/red outlined eyes
I guess they like to
Taste the hurt they caused
When they kiss my ocean
Lips that also tasted their hurt
One too many times.
posted by Caitlin @ 9:40 PM
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