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syd

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You told her that no matter the woman she was or chose to be
If she would have you
You thought you could give yourself completely and perfectly to her
You thought wrong
Granted it was an eightball and two fifths kinda of evening
But you really shouldn’t have said that shit.

You thought you knew every expression her face and body had to offer
But watching the bridges of hope you had once dared to build
Fulfil her eyes and spill torture down her cheeks.
You told her to get fucked
Granted it was a whiskey soaked Valium induced, hundred milligrams of Oxycontin kinda evening
But you really wish you could take it back

Cutting fresh tracks through the gray remains of long gone mascara
Refusing to meet her arctic blue gaze with intense concentration
Muttering apologies about quarrels you can’t even begin to recall
You tell her you’re really sorry
Granted your head is so heavy with liquor and heroin you couldn't remember her smile for all the dope in the world
You really shouldn’t fix in front of her so often
 
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Nice writing style. But I gots ta say...hope that shit is fiction! If not...feel bad for that chick.

~Aeval
 
I can sense your horror and regret...actions that cause such pain have a side effect of being great writing material.
 
I really liked this as well. The style is a style i love reading. I was looking for a resolution though even if the resolution was that you would keep fucking up.
 
I relate to this through my patterns of use and though

those times when you know you've fucked up...
and you think how the situation could have been better
Only to think realistically that you'll fuck up again
and that's how you got into the situation you're in
And that's how you'll get into it again
The circle of guilt
 
im really about to cry. my girl friend (who i still love to this day) dumped me half a year ago due to my heroin habbit. i would go to her house dope out and she would know, and look at me with worry... and i was ALWAYS too high to notice or care.... ='(
 
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