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  • ariachez 10w

    my finger
    mimics
    the softness
    of your lips
    against mine,
    and i can:t get it
    right,
    i can play rough
    but it's still not rough
    enough,

    so i close
    my eyes
    and remember
    how your lips
    re-taught me of religion
    i escaped from years ago,

    i still can't believe
    how you can kiss right
    and still be wrong,
    this must be how
    cults are formed,

    i tried to read
    again the letters
    your fingers are trying
    to scrawl on the side
    of my waist,
    yours are firm
    knowing where to hold
    tight,
    too tight
    that the ink
    splayed on my skin
    that it turned bluish then
    but now brown now,

    mine must be
    unintelligible scrawls
    on your back,
    but i paired it with
    unintelligible
    moans,
    that i thought helped
    but apparently,
    it didnt,

    you built a solid wall,
    but fine cracks are
    starting to meet
    in the middle,
    where blinding light
    comes from,
    showing
    the empty space
    beside me,

    day 1 after you,
    sucks,
    even if you aren't
    worthy of it.

    ©ariachez
    sep172021

  • ariachez 13w

    don't get me wrong

    but i don't love you
    that much
    that i want you
    to find
    someone better

    i hope
    i'm enough.

    ©ariachez
    aug292021

  • ariachez 15w

    i keep
    looking for reasons
    for doing
    something
    selfish.

    as if my
    own happiness
    is not reasonable
    enough.

    ©ariachez
    aug162021

  • ariachez 16w

    i watch you
    from the corner
    of the room,

    take the bullets
    inside your body,

    wipe the blood off,
    then load them
    to your gun,

    i watch you
    pull the trigger
    and pat your own back
    for a job well done,

    i watch you
    deliver revenge
    in the same fashion
    pain was delivered,

    i watch you
    and i'm jealous.

    (how can you be mad
    without being guilty?)

    ©ariachez
    aug042021

  • ariachez 17w

    i sip coffee
    in the morning
    like a ritual,

    burning tongue
    and throat
    is my favorite way
    to wake myself,

    but my body knows
    how to adjust,

    like pain
    is a challenge
    to take more,

    so i kiss
    the same mouth
    that bites me,

    but don't get me wrong,
    even if i'm silently begging
    for more,

    i just want
    to know the pain
    that would make me say
    no.

    ©ariachez
    aug032021

  • ariachez 20w

    you are right,
    withholding
    forgiveness
    feels like
    a jail sentence,

    but you are wrong
    thinking
    it's my peace of mind
    that's jailed,

    for my tongue
    rolls the key,
    and the rust
    tastes sweet,

    ©ariachez
    july112021

  • ariachez 21w

    tell me
    what should i hear,

    is it your
    whispered apologies

    or its echoes
    that demand
    forgiveness?


    ©ariachez
    jul062021

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