Seventeen Minute Soliloquy

[johnnyruin]

Someone
tell me something about sun-up
about dull orange morning
make me care about
all of these
unimportant things
please
girl, how you can possibly
smile for every emotion
keeps me up at night
makes me wear headphones
and listen very carefully to
(nothing)
not even a hearbeat
underneath this skin
that's already stretched
too thin
over bone that
does not know
how to bend without breaking
why keep (your) most valued possessions
in such a vulnerable place
and how is it
that they don't die
more often?
red always washes away
so reluctantly
help me wash my walls
they're covered in life
and the management
needs to make way for
girls with glass smiles
another room wiped clean
of my existence
it won't be the last