Editing
By FearnHouse


I make the final cuts for you tonight

The bloodshed you’ve caused will finally end

My heart’s been severed due to your retracted vows

and I shall never return to you again

Hands will scribe the oncoming depression

No distant view of the horizon

Oblivion has crept into my life

as if the tides were rising because of Poseidon…

Or is the Moon merely inching ever closer?



I make the final cuts for you tonight

‘Tis the second time you’ve deceived me

and the second time I’ve turned to bleeding



I’m trying not to love you

like I’ve loved you before

but when snow flutters down in

prodigious flakes, it’s difficult

not to imagine you in my arms,

lying in my bed

(lying to me)

Gazing through the glass, my eyes

register the slumberous fall

of frozen water; my nose—though—

detects the watermelon scent

your hair picked up in the shower...



I make the final cuts for you tonight

Because I believe you did not truly

love me. You might have loved what I was

for you, but you did not truly love me



I’m trying not to love you

Even though we’ve loved before

I know we had some sort of love,

something that I wished was real

But now I know that I don’t have you;

to know we’ll never be again,

sanity becomes out of reach—

not being able to comprehend

the lesson I’m ‘supposed’ to learn

or where Recovery is to begin





But I guess the first step

is admittance, right?

So I’ve made the final cuts for you tonight



A declaration, vibrant and true:

I’ve decided to journey forth from you


I am 20 years old and am attending Harper College, working towards a degree in Mathematics Education. Writing is something that I enjoy and keeps me sane, and if my work can help me get by, hopefully it can help someone else, too.