by Irmela
written in Spring 2023,
when the leaves appeared again
so did the hope of sensing a summer breeze
to be me once again
posted in Fall 2026,
now blown by a different wind
yet, carried by the same wave
to be reborn, once again
And if you ever loved me,
You’d let me go easy
Just like a breeze on a summer night
You’d let me fly out.
Unchain me from this cage you call love.
Free me as the wild bird I am,
So I can go back to my nest,
Where I could finally rest.
I need to get back to my tree,
to reconnect with the roots
you stole away from me.
I need to touch once again, the earth
that used to be beneath me,
before you laid on top of me,
and stole all the air
that fed me.
Just to replace it with your breath.
So you could call yourself
my oxygen.
So you would know
that I needed you.
It started out like fire,
but the fire never ended.
Now, everything is burning,
I’m breathless.
Nothing left in my chest
To filter the toxins of your being.
Still breathless.
Nothing left in my chest,
but the remainings of the smoke
of your cigarettes.
The ones you burned me with,
your signature on my skin.
As if I’m not even my own.
Here I am laying and thinking
“If only I had water”.
Water to drink,
to give me a sense of living.
Water to sprinkle,
to end this life
you made my living hell.
Water, water, water,
Bringer of life?
What about bringing me some?
Bring me some water,
So I can be reborn,
escape this life
you shaped for me.
Bring me some water,
So I can wash you
away from your sins.
Just so I can watch you
drown in them.
Water, water, water
Drooling down my cheek.
Red cheek,
Swollen nose,
Swollen ribs,
Red arms.
I did not think you meant,
that you’d paint me in red
When you first told me that
love,
was more delightful in
red.
But this is not love.
If it was, I’d be gone by now.
Blown by the wind,
not trapped in your arms
tightening me to your chest.
If you really loved me,
You’d be gone by now