SLIPPING THROUGH FINGERS
Please don’t give up on me now,
Only a fragment of the memory
lingers.
Please promise, you won’t let go,
I feel like I’m slipping through
your fingers.
You’ve placed me inside your
unmended fences.
Can’t curse you now, without consequences.
I will destroy your vulnerable weak
defenses.
You’ll pay for the wickedness of
your offenses.
Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
Am I finally getting through?
Pay the bill when it comes due - Fuck you!
I feel safe when you hold me.
Always seems to make the pain go
away.
I might be getting better,
I might have forgotten my yesterday.
You think you have blunted my
razor-sharp senses,
But, the cuts they leave could be
quite extensive.
Don’t think for a minute that my
memory lapses,
It was so much more than
circumstances...
Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
Am I finally getting through?
My memories are black and blue – Fuck you!
I don’t remember letting go.
Were you there when I finally fell?
Were you trying to catch me
As I was falling into my hell?
You promised you wouldn’t let go.
I slipped through your fingers.
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