today i feel like shit even though im young and in love
picture this
a beautiful fall day
in my favorite month.
i say
october should never end
but then
i pay my rent two days late
and the blonde woman says
"it's not enough, now let me suck your red red blood"
but its gone
my droplets are dried
my everything feels heavy, weighted, fated and fried.
i havent written a poem that i like in years
and i stopped going to the gym for fear
of wasting time.
all this energy i used to have wasnt mine-
some young colt sucked it from me, sucked me dry.
now linda, the real estate agent wants all that ive got
to put in her trunk
to make the leaves stick.
my ipods recharging
im gonna run it off but
really im tired, just tired.
i cant spell anymore,
words dont read the same way.
in the future i see myself following boys
following their scent of dick and rust following
their rain.
numbers remind me of childhood
childhood reminds me of pain
i'm thinking badly again.
a beautiful fall day
in my favorite month.
i say
october should never end
but then
i pay my rent two days late
and the blonde woman says
"it's not enough, now let me suck your red red blood"
but its gone
my droplets are dried
my everything feels heavy, weighted, fated and fried.
i havent written a poem that i like in years
and i stopped going to the gym for fear
of wasting time.
all this energy i used to have wasnt mine-
some young colt sucked it from me, sucked me dry.
now linda, the real estate agent wants all that ive got
to put in her trunk
to make the leaves stick.
my ipods recharging
im gonna run it off but
really im tired, just tired.
i cant spell anymore,
words dont read the same way.
in the future i see myself following boys
following their scent of dick and rust following
their rain.
numbers remind me of childhood
childhood reminds me of pain
i'm thinking badly again.