themisstori

i am a summary of pain; i am nothing more than bruised bones and tender tendons. give me morphine, give me novacaine; give me anything except that sad smile that took your goodbye by the hand and led you away where i couldn't reach you. you left, you left me here empty and alone and i still remember the warmth that was your hand in mine. God, how you broke me. i am hollow: inspiration at its worst. i am full of trembling words and tender pains that squint into the light of examining angry midnight bruises. i am empty, yearning and angry, as i wait for your sea to fill me up. i am a medical emergency, stretched a