May 30, 2004 16:25
I told you that I can’t love you
All the lies you told him and put him through
And now
I am lying
On the ground
Where I should have put you in the first place
Take my tears
Circumcise my dirty thoughts
I never want to make love again
The factories closed
So I opened up your mouth
Tasted what I thought was meaningless morals
But made an effort to learn from my mistakes
Take this spoon
Scoop up your nightmares
And recycle them
Look, I am feeling kind of sad
Look, I am feeling kind of sad
Look, what have you done?
To save what was left of us
Scream if you want
My angels won't hear you
And if you feel like praying
My stars won't care
So fix what you two had
Give him all the things he deserved
Shoot yourself in the head
And come back for my sake
I can’t stand to see you gone
One summer fall, I scabbed my knees
You stood over me like a sickness
"I can kiss it and make it better"
You make a better infection than a band-aid
And I am sure your family is proud
So take the time
To understand what I have done
Cry for 42 minutes only to see that the sun is still out
Does this mean that hope is rising?
Can I count the strokes of my pen before falling asleep?
Cry for my tears
Because my tears need sympathy too
2004,
poetry