|Apples and Eves
Author: vitriolicvermilion PM
i have been biting apples since i knew they might get me somewhere, even if it was kicked out of paradise. /trigger warning, mainly si.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Words: 455 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-04-12 - id: 2994439
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on the eve of the new year i told myself
this year i would not drink so much grief
with only lime and salt to chase it with,
i would not chew on anything bitter in the hopes that
it would shake me.
i closed my eyes like i was blowing out candles.
i have never had a talent for
lying with my eyes open and
i've never had a birthday wish come true.
but the more bitter pills i can find to swallow
the easier i find it to forgive;
i know how bitter feels when you saddle it
with unwell wishes and words
you might've said if you weren't a coward.
so when i put my mouth on the apple i make sure to
because i will never half-ass my self-betrayal.
it's the one thing you can trust me on.
i don't trust myself not to lie on any given eve but
this is the one thing that you can believe:
i will get out of paradise even if it means having to live with
every ribcage i have ever been imprisoned in.
i always thought i was only meant to bend,
but my veins make a river delta and delta means change.
maybe the courage is in the on-purposes.
maybe there is hope for my accidents yet.