Parties with Cake

Silence Over Sirens

I found my dessert in a toilet bowl,
i found my fingers digging in my throat
to find something
i had lost,
long, long ago.
I found my way to you,
sinking into the blues
of social media,
password etched into my memory.
a following of deletions follows me,
i try to rid you of other's memories,
i try to heal with petty things.
I found a new you,
and you can cut your hair,
and dye it shades brown,
and carry an older frown,
but it doesn't change you.
I saw "new" you,
and grew angry,
and blue,
and wished for my agony to bruise
so all would see
the monster you hide
under your clothes.