Josie

Josie caresses my cheeks with her lips of lies 

As misery carves out a home in her eyes

Each occasion of contact

Marks the death of a mockingbird

For she conveys endless pain 

By lashing out in her words

Once those phrases demarcated all her ears knew

As they installed her with insecurities like the ones I own, too

Since memory encouraged her to cast them on to me

And though she never forgot how her cuts remained deep, she has no sympathy

So she proceeds berating me and

Knocking me down

Yet after she finishes wonders why I yearn not to come around

Forgetting her incisions into my mind with puncturing thoughts that haunt

Josie foolishly expects me to endure her harmful taunts

Wishful thinking, huh, Josie?