I need you to make a promise to me my trust has been broken, shattered like the broken bottles that litter my past
Promise not to leave me when you see the broken boy inside of me
He builds himself just for you
Promise not to flee when my demons come running, I've learned to fight them, I will never let them lay a finger on you even when my knuckles are bruised and bloody
Promise not to bolt when I pull aside the porcelain mask and show you the cracks and missing pieces, I'm learning to fix them, I will never let the shadows drip onto you
Promise not look at me with pity in your eyes as I tell you my story with chattering teeth, I'm healing and learning how to cope, I will never let my skeletons escape the closet and reach us
I will strip myself down to my very core for you
Just promise to love every bare inch of my soul when I choose to lay it in your open hands
I promise
Your soft reassurance breaks through the panic, and I know I'm not alone
My life no longer solely mine to bare
YOU ARE READING
My Head's Above Water
PoetryLosing the one you thought you'd have forever will really put things into perspective. Life and death, love and hate, the old and the new. Lay back and relax, we're getting over a heartbreak one miserable poem after the other.
