Poetry

Take It Back

inkycapnip

22 Jul 2025

I want to take away my tenderness
Give it back!
But I can’t undo the agony of a willing heart attack
My muscle aches from every bitty bite you eagerly snatched
Bleeding out from forced shapes we willingly mismatched

So instead I’ll learn to fail
Switch up the locomotive trail
One you managed to derail
Leave your apology in the mail

I burn the parts of me you still possess
There shall be absolutely no trace of you left
And once the ashes of our memories scatter
I’ll be able to say that you truly do not matter

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR MENTAL HEALTH

how could you say that to me? I have a really bad memory. He doesn't like to behave. He sifts and sieves through information I do not care about, but when it comes to everything I love, he turns into a steel trap. I still remember. The smell

I was raised by an artist

Black and white pictures hang on the walls Curdling talent Secrets unsung Knuckle stains from her brawl The blood in her mind covers scribbles in oil Rip out my whimsy Poison my lungs Remains willingly toil A gift from the ocean Colorful silks Mechanical oil Magic grows sick Package me

Mom

It's never too late Your hair may be turning gray The moon shines brighter through the beauty of your age Will we really be estranged? Your love saved my life Am I not allowed to repay? I will cherish my wife Don't make me run away

Dad

You were supposed to teach me how to swim Instead you held my head underwater Salt clogged up my lungs Slowed my circulation Hands stay cold Devoid Whirlpools in my chest suck the life out of everything But my heart still fell in love Ripped from the sun Through crashing

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I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR MENTAL HEALTH

I was raised by an artist

Mom

Dad