i feel like garbage

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By Mackenzie Taylor

I reek of tar-stained blankets
permeated by alcohol.
riddled with wasted potential
shattered picture frames
and meaningless repeated love letters.

I have become a culmination of wasted pieces
everyone has left behind with me
abandoning the parts of themselves 
they do not want anymore.
abandoning me, a part of themselves
they do not want anymore.

and I am forced to just hold it
sit with it for far too long,
until it leaves a god-awful stench. 

even when I am empty,
I am left with scraps
pressed into me
like regret-riddled tattoos.

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