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two poems...both shit...i'm sick and bored...enjoy:
Something Lost
you know sweetie, you're the epitome
of everything i could never want to be
as you bask in your tragic glory
you're just another story
of something broken, some lie
you're so great at these false advertisements.
dancing in a shower of stars and moonbeams
convincing yourself this is where you want to be
with a knife up your sleeve
and poison down your throat
just to be safe.
and you shudder in your smiles
and you choke with every breath
and no you haven't got me fooled yet.
every kiss is a curse behind those painted lips
and just a taste is more than enough
to numb every false touch that you try to use to come alive
but you've murdered all that was left inside.
you're too cool for words
and too casual to care
but yeah, you're so dead inside you don't remember how to breathe
and if you keep real quiet
with pills in your pocket
and spread those legs when asked so nicely
you're just where they want you to be.
...................................................
Untitled
you try to make the tears come
you bleed and scream and
you will fall so hard
wring out your veins
and pop a pill and
taste the cold and
feel the bullet go off
in a dry numb mouth
you feel hot hands but
you can't taste the touch
you scrape your bones
for a head rush crushing
your lungs with sharp breaths
and paint your skin with
the bitter artist's brush
and your lips are a canvas
smeared with old tears so
you scrape your nails down
your back shrink your thighs
for something so mysterious that
you don't even know why you
can't force out a smile when
they were always such lies
you know you're so lovely
when you're holding on so tight with
toes curled and knuckles white porcelain
teeth clenched you know you're such a
mess with your blood stained ivory skin
you're nightmares are absorbed by
the pillow resting beneath your hair
and it repeats them to you out of spite
and you curse it and
hurt it and it wakes you
up in a cold sweat
and you're just too weak to
fight and so
collapse from your sleepless sleep
only to be haunted again so
you wrap your bones
around one another and
now you're clothed only in
the scars and you think
of how much it doesn't hurt.
Something Lost
you know sweetie, you're the epitome
of everything i could never want to be
as you bask in your tragic glory
you're just another story
of something broken, some lie
you're so great at these false advertisements.
dancing in a shower of stars and moonbeams
convincing yourself this is where you want to be
with a knife up your sleeve
and poison down your throat
just to be safe.
and you shudder in your smiles
and you choke with every breath
and no you haven't got me fooled yet.
every kiss is a curse behind those painted lips
and just a taste is more than enough
to numb every false touch that you try to use to come alive
but you've murdered all that was left inside.
you're too cool for words
and too casual to care
but yeah, you're so dead inside you don't remember how to breathe
and if you keep real quiet
with pills in your pocket
and spread those legs when asked so nicely
you're just where they want you to be.
...................................................
Untitled
you try to make the tears come
you bleed and scream and
you will fall so hard
wring out your veins
and pop a pill and
taste the cold and
feel the bullet go off
in a dry numb mouth
you feel hot hands but
you can't taste the touch
you scrape your bones
for a head rush crushing
your lungs with sharp breaths
and paint your skin with
the bitter artist's brush
and your lips are a canvas
smeared with old tears so
you scrape your nails down
your back shrink your thighs
for something so mysterious that
you don't even know why you
can't force out a smile when
they were always such lies
you know you're so lovely
when you're holding on so tight with
toes curled and knuckles white porcelain
teeth clenched you know you're such a
mess with your blood stained ivory skin
you're nightmares are absorbed by
the pillow resting beneath your hair
and it repeats them to you out of spite
and you curse it and
hurt it and it wakes you
up in a cold sweat
and you're just too weak to
fight and so
collapse from your sleepless sleep
only to be haunted again so
you wrap your bones
around one another and
now you're clothed only in
the scars and you think
of how much it doesn't hurt.