I heard "girl crush" today
while I was cleaning at a client's house
I lost hold of the bottle
just like I lost you
memories overwhelmed me
and I was with you
but also with that girl I sang with
I saw your smile and felt your nudges
I felt the heat of embarrassment
and the sting of anxiety
I told you I couldn't do it
that I can't sing
least not in front of others
especially without a voice to match with
but you still made me
you made me sing with that girl
and sing on my own
I can't hear "best shot" by Jimmie Allen
without wanting to tear my skin apart
until I reach my vocal chords
and rip those apart too
I've sung more since you left
and it's actually okay
the recordings I have aren't professional level
but they're not the worst I've heard
the more I reflect
the more I remember
and I've blocked you out so much
I'm not dealing with this anymore
you're gone, just as a ghost
I just wish you'd stop haunting me
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition
PoetryAsh stains on my jeans you're still on my mind cherry on my skin you're still there pain doesn't block you out freezing hands shaking body withdrawals from your warmth butt burning my fingertips burning my lips dying to feel you again strike the...
