My best one yet...
I hung out by myself all day yesterday in my room. It was the best. And I played drunk games with Alysse and Holly, getting dragged kicking and screaming down the stairs. But it was fun. I got toasted. But in my billion hours of spare time by myself, I wrote a poem... and I think it's my best one yet. Here goes...
His voice comes to me like icicles slicing right through me.
Delivered only to ruin my hopeful-above all hopeful...
I become besides myself, becoming as black as my shadow and just as mortal.
City shadows, buildings growing.
Suburban wasteland, kids fucked up.
Until the bomb drops on a concentrated face of lines
to a map leading to Absolute Nowhere.
Melts my face to a blank stare.
Look in my eyes and you'll understand-
Exactly.
Tell me what you think...
His voice comes to me like icicles slicing right through me.
Delivered only to ruin my hopeful-above all hopeful...
I become besides myself, becoming as black as my shadow and just as mortal.
City shadows, buildings growing.
Suburban wasteland, kids fucked up.
Until the bomb drops on a concentrated face of lines
to a map leading to Absolute Nowhere.
Melts my face to a blank stare.
Look in my eyes and you'll understand-
Exactly.
Tell me what you think...