Creative Lit

Don’t Let Her In

by Paige Conley
From the December 2015 Issue

She can’t be your friend.
It’s just the way it is.
She’s not a girl.
She’s not your salvation.
She’s nothing.
Her feet aren’t cold because her heart is.
Her lips are red because his flesh was.
Her love is not lasting because her age is everlasting.
It’s just the way it is.

Every question is answered in another question.
Every explanation is that there is no explanation.
Don’t kill yourself over kidding yourself, we’re all killers.
Draw the blinds, invite her in,
But don’t let her underneath your skin.
I was once the fair skinned boy.
I was once her friend.
Believe me when I say she’s only the beginning to your end.

She killed for me.
I killed for her.
Now, I kill myself,
While they kill you,
So she will kill them,
and then you’ll kill for her too.
Just like he killed before me,
As I killed before you.
Don’t kill yourself,
Over kidding yourself,
We’re all killers.
He told me,
What I say to you.
We’re all killers,
But she’s the only one with an excuse.
Don’t let her in,
Or She’ll bring the killer out of you.

She can’t be your friend.
It’s just the way it is.
Her love is not lasting because her age is everlasting.
You can’t be her friend.
You can’t let her in.

Inspired by the 2008 film, “Let the Right One In”

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