This is by far the most difficult piece I've had to write.I was, and I'm still unable to express my feeings about my grandmother on paper. I olove her with all my heart, mind, body, and soul in sismle terms!
Afraid of your demise
Heart on a high speed pursuit
Tractor trailer that won’t tip over
10 commandments in the iris of your smile
She makes me want to be a saint
It hurts to sin
Words like whiplashes
Broke you down like a fried bible
Watched you burn into the shape of a coffin
I would cut my heart out for her
Place it in the split of a cocoon
I am no where close to perfection
And this poem will never truly be the scripture of my love to you written on the inside of my blood vessels
It hurts to even write these words
I want to break the tip of my nails
Draw your name in with my blood
I’m an Egyptian slave trying to leave love stories for the next woman who will bare pain
I want her to understand that there is always beauty in pain
Like how the tips of your fingers are consolations
Guide me mama
Teach me how to forgive like how the lord teaches you that my heart is a broken cradle rocking
Repair me
Forgive me once more
She still loves me and I hate her for it
I am the devil to her god
Pounced fist against the legends of her maps
Took advantage of an old woman
Too selfish to realize she was only reaching out to mend my broken existence
That’s what grandmothers do
Love you when devil has taken your soul
Resurrect you like Christ
She is a godly woman
So I know no matter how much it hurts her to love me she always will
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thank you for taking it there in this piece. And by "there", I mean, allowing yourself to be vulnerable and writing through things that may be unresolved in your mind. why are you so undeserving of her love? i want to hear about THAT as well..
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