I can't get your stench off of me

Written by Madeline Happold

 

I can't get your stench off of me

 

and my anxiety was high and you said you could feel it

because you had a sixth sense for these things I guess

the parts of yourself you could see in others

the parts of you inside of me

you reach for my shoulder

you get too close

I get pulled back under

and I

cut my hand when I broke the bottle

and as I smashed it against the wall

pretty shards of green and yellow

sparkled in the air and I smiled that

crooked little baby smile  

because the bottle was me

the wall was you and as I crashed

slashed into the night air

you tore me apart cut me dry

left me shattered at your feet


and I still can't get your stench off of me.

 

Contact Madeline Happold by email at mhappold18@gmail.com