the wrecks

you've grown on me,
straddling like deadly disease
you've been creeping up my nerves
and rest your venom on my chest
then you bite and puncture the neck
that so many times you could have called a
home 
but who is she, who am i,
and most importantly, who are you?


you sit there and pretend to care,
your mouth moves with quiet warnings
and i tell myself,
     it's not in the eyes 
     it's in the mouth
     it's in the lips
     it's the poison of his kiss

that's what's keeping you hooked
and can't let me go,
only when my bones shake under the burden
of being alive,
because boy do i know that weight

better than you.
better than your sleeping pills.
better than anything you've ever said,
i know the pain.

     don't act as if you could ever
       even
        fathom
the pain