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G N O S S I E N N E
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gnos·sienne (adj.) : a moment of awareness that someone you've known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you've never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you has a map, or a master key, or any way of knowing exactly where you stand.
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i want to taste
the bitterness of alcohol
to wash away the ache
that runs in my throat
you kissed me
and then bid goodbye
leaving nothing
but your sad lullaby
the fumes of cigarette
i smoke highness
my mind is disintegrating
from all those medicine
kiss me more
i love you still
i'll drop everything in a heartbeat
to be with you again
this pain
it keeps my soul
sacred
from being insane.
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YOU ARE READING
Fragmented
Poetry"Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces."
