#micro poetry

[aishwaryakannan]

Darling dearest, you're the tempest my heart craves, knowing fully well that you could destroy me in seconds.

[bluesngrays]

But we do it again and again.

[dyst0pianuniic0rn]

The Absence that Stings Through the Willow Trees

If I cleaned up every mistake, would you look at me?

Would you hold me the way you used to,

Before they took her away and left this house entirely empty

You didn't choose to let her go,

So now you sit in the wreckage of that loss,

Turning your helplessness into a quiet, burning anger.

You look at me and only see what is missing,

Reminding me that I can never replace the joy they stole from you.

I am the one who stayed,

Yet I am the one suffocating under her absence.

You talk as if you are better off without the mess of her

But your fury says the exact opposite:

You are angry that she is gone, and you are angry that I am here.

And as I lie here wallowing in the dark,

Feeling the crushing weight of being the wrong child,

I look at the ghost of the sister you couldn't keep—

And wish, with everything inside me,

That they had taken me instead.

[dyst0pianuniic0rn]

Faux honey

you poured yourself into me

like honey,

warm. bleeding. golden.

your love has decayed,

but honey

does it rot...my honey ?

ants crawl inside of my veins,

feeding

consuming the sweetness that was abandoned

I feel them bite.

But only at places you knew.

[bluesngrays]

Nobody, but you can save yourself.

[grievinganerror]

RAVINES BEHIND THE HOME WE HATED

[yearningmicropoetry]

And just like I repeat a song

I repeat him in my mind

[yearningmicropoetry]

It's always

you

and

me

and never us