It’s never me that writes the poetry
It’s when he’s screaming at me that he writes it all quickly
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It happens when he traces his finger over my body
It’s never me that writes the poetry
It’s them whispering behind my back that echo’s back to me so loudly
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It’s the tears that form the flowing stories
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It happens when she hits the words into me
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It’s the friends that I thought were a guarantee
Or the ones that left to get a degree or went a little too far into mixology
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It’s the words of the two divorce attorneys
It’s never me who writes the poetry
It’s everyone who has ever known me
M.A.P
©


Leave a comment