Downstairs Neighbor

Wed, 08/01/2018 - 12:28 -- eva_koz

How many times

Have I heard that

Roar of your engine?

The squeal of your tires?

The stomps of your feet?

The wails of your crying?
Darling,

How many times

Have you tried to leave that hellhole?

Don't come back,

It's not worth it.

Sure,

I'll miss your laugh,

The one that you only

Release when your friends are around.

Sure,

I'll miss your hair,

The one that shimmers

In the moonlight,

As you try to escape

Once again.

Sure,

I'll miss those eyes,

That have lit up my world,

But made it crumble and fall,

Just as fast.

And Sweetheart,

I'll always miss your personality,

Which through all your ups,

And all your downs,

Has made me question my existence.

How could you have such a heart,

When faced with such hate,

Such brutality?

Of course,

I'll miss all these things about you,

But you don't deserve this.

Leave this mess,

Leave it behind.

You won't regret it.

You look beautiful

When your sleeves

Don't cover your scars.

You look gorgeous

When your makeup

Doesn't cover your bruises.

Darling,

Don't do this to yourself.

I don't care if it breaks my heart,

As long as yours continues to exist.

Besides,

I'm just your downstairs neighbor,

The one whose name you don't know,

But also,

The one that escaped a hellhole

Just as bad as yours.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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