I: Monday
I pour myself a cup of coffee.
Wear my pant suit
Adjust my hair
Smear kohl
The room smells
Of pain and death
Like the whispering
Of melancholy
That lodged itself onto my chest
As you left...
II: Tuesday
I'm sinking into sheets
And cigarettes
Make my peg of whiskey
Stronger tonight
Some more ice
Less abandonment.
III: Wednesday
Is it morning already?
I can barely tell.
Is the sky mourning
At losing its darkness too?
Pain trembles
Under my skin
With a lopsided grin
I close my eyes
My blades will give me company tonight
Bloodstains
Really bring out
The color
On my sheets.
IV: Thursday
We are so forgettable
Plain face
Two eyes
A full mouth
A penis
My vagina
Different arms
Comfort
Me
Tonight
V: Friday
Think I managed
To feed myself today
Bread crumbles and whiskey
Think if I looked
hard
enough
My puke looks like you
So do the walls
And the birds
And the ceiling
That just wouldn't stop
Spinning
VI: Saturday
Didn't kill myself today.
My wrists are tired
Of bruises
My black skin
Barely glows with red
Purple
Your hits were bolder.
Banging me against the wall
Grabbing my hair
Pounding me
Think I'm only familiar
To the pain you inflict
Did you really leave me?
You've been gone so long
How many days has it been?
VII: Sunday
1.55 am
Your name flashes
I pick up
Trembling
"I'm seeing someone else".
Black.