Sadder Days

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 17, 2018

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Saturdays brought along sadder days
The first day of the week with you
Overbearing
Tyrannical
Every conversation an accusation
No alone time ever spent solitary
The only protection you offered was your alibi 
Pretty pathetic to guard your thick skin and save your praying knees for me
Fuck you. I’m taking what you did to me and turning it into advice
So it’s no longer yours
Nail back your eyelids on that cross
Tell me the liquor has burnt a hole into your liver
That you’re lonely
Daddy never loved you either
That’s why you had to lust me twice as much
And love me a thousand times less
Every bruise you placed on my skin 
And my heart
And my soul
Will never heal
Even with every scream and scrape; I want you off of me
I hate the poltergeist you’ve left inside of me
Without even trying 
Hundreds of miles away and I still shutter like you’ve got the wrong garage clicker from three states over
I want my Saturdays back, Goddammit 


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