Tuesday-Francesca

I am followed 'round by monsters they hide inside my head they wake me in the mornings and drag me out of bed at night they sing me lullabies of "sorry"'s left unsaid I am followed 'round by monsters and they wish that I was dead

I have come to conclude that my life is a lie I was born for this war and for war I shall die.

at twelve years old i buried you with all the hatred that you sent at thirteen they all cursed no more you rose above with no repent and bore a child who writhed and tore to get from all the hate and lies who ripped apart your d.n.a but kept the darkness in his eyes. compare thee to the beautiful but don't begrudge the second best just watch your warm feet pace the ground that put his sweet young heart to rest. at seven years i formed a dream i'm scared of turning seventeen when at sixteen i learnt alone of people that will sink or swim and those who watch me swim along and snatch my legs and drag me in. so give me one more

I carry thoughts you carry dread I heard the voice inside your head in bursts of hate you let it free it lies to you you lied to me. snow-kissed smiles and men of ice he kissed me once it hit you twice like silent fists that beat your heart and tore his little girl apart We wore the world but we were strong we carried things that we'd done wrong you forced the weight leant on my shoulder I grew up you just grew older. I learnt a lesson the other day I am strong when you're away. I learnt that 'love' Is rarely true but rather what you make it to. and I am what I've done to you.

Monday morning bright and shining we awake in perfect timing you drink coffee I hold tea you can't bear to look at me. Monday's dress is ripped and torn I clutch a shirt I've never worn he said that I can't clean today you spill my tea and walk away You think that it's all one big game that I don't need to dress the same or plan the minutes, or count the time or scrub at non-existant grime or touch each door and turn each key you think there's nothing wrong with me and you'd be right, my cure was care he rescued me from my nightmare yet still your words stalk my reflection highlighting each imperfection Telling me that I'm s