In All Honesty

by David Christopher Johnston

It’s nearly two a.m.

And the pencil marks on this page

That our tainted tragedy leaves behind

Is a steadfast reminder of why this is right

I’m drawing blank behind these shining eyes

For all you left after two years

Didn’t we deserve a few more tears?

Where’s the girl that made me smile?

Was I dreaming the whole time?

I never wanted to stand by and watch this die

In my dreams I burn you alive

So you can feel the pain you caused me

But I just don’t have time for you to make me cry tonight

It’s nearly six a.m.

I can taste your kiss on my lips

As you can see I’m making blinding progress

The way you left leaves me full of regrets

But looking back on yesterday

Only reminds me why you went away

Just a hint that this wasn’t easy

Will forever be enough to please me

To hell with you

Take everything

I’m okay right here with the taste of sick

Deep down I know I’m happy with this

On the surface there’s only me left to be convinced

Scream

Bleed

Squeeze my heart

Throw it to the floor

I don’t want to love you anymore

And that’s a shame

But it’s all I want from this

The worst of you brings out the best in me…

David Christopher Johnston hereby asserts and gives notice of his right under s.77 and s.78 of the Copyright, Designs & Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work of fiction. All moral rights are asserted.

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