Aug 09 2011

No icing.

Published by at 1:38 pm under Dark Love Poems

My voice is hoarse from calling your name,
My eyes and face still read from my tears
The things I said… I hang my head in shame
Because I took them out on you, my fears

But you were like my parachute,
The thing that kept me steady
If a parachute can be said to be cute…
But you left and I wasn’t ready

But you were like my life raft
Kept me from sinking into blackness
When I was with you, i even laughed…
But then you left me in the dark waters

But you were like my bulletproof vest
Ok, well. Fuck.
The idea with this fucked-up poem, seems to be to put the blame on you.
I mean, a parachute that let me fall. Falling meaning that I was getting lost in you, falling more and more in love each day.
And a life raft that I clung to, trusting that it would keep me from sinking. Would keep me from drowning in my own tears, just like I’m doing now.
A bulletproof vest, to save me from all the weapons pointed at me, from every shot fired in my directions. Insults, punches, you name it.
A flame-resistant jacket, to not let me burn. Burning in the flames of Hell. Too late to save me from that fate…
Thing is, It isn’t your fault. Because every time I fucked up, you came to my rescue, knowing exactly what to protect me from. But forgiveness only works for a little while, until it’s no longer healthy to keep piling someone else’s shit onto the load you were already carrying.
So I’m baking the cake now, babe. I’m baking the fucking cake.
No frillyness. No icing.
How does it taste??

This post was submitted by pixie.

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6 Responses to “No icing.”

  1. seraon 10 Aug 2011 at 2:09 am

    It tastes of pain, of heartache, of lonliness. But I also see growth, and hope. For every broken heart, there’s a dream waiting to be found. When you’re ready.

  2. pixieon 10 Aug 2011 at 5:06 pm

    Sure. Thank you for reading.

  3. pretty_gurl_swaggon 08 Oct 2011 at 3:14 am

    I really like how you were able to write as a call person, and then all of a sudden let out all your feelings ;-( ….I really love this poem… Truely Amazing :angel:

  4. pixieon 08 Oct 2011 at 9:28 am

    Thank you for the kind comment.

  5. xxPlagueRatxxon 08 Oct 2011 at 6:28 pm

    i like this, it’s raw, but sweet, really good.

  6. pixieon 08 Oct 2011 at 7:16 pm

    Thank you for reading :p

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