bitter pill to swallow - what an old skool type update.
and i sat here after jogging
afterworkingout
andmythoughtsarerunningthisfastoutofmyfingers
andmyfeetwererunningfasteronthetredmillalltoforgetmythoughts
thatwerewalkingoutofmyears.
and i laid there for a while
inmynicewarmbed
with no blankets on at all
myjournalpinnedundermyarms
myheadchestandstomachgaping open
to pourouteverything
onto those all-too-white pages.
but the storm left me with no ink.
and i typed a letter thismornin
it made me cry. soicriedalotaboutsomanythings thatnooneherecould ever pretend to comprehend.
and i silently thankedcourtney lastnight, withoutawordbeing muttered,forlastfallwhen sheletme,letmechoseherastheone tostripmyarmsinfrontof
and she said "oh, andrew" withthedeepestconcern,andshehuggedme she held me close, the closenss felt so good, that closeness made it fade away,andsoi thankedherlastnightwithoutmutteringaword.
andnowitistime i kiss this self goodbye for a while and make pretty make smart and head off to school.
but i won;t leave me behind this piece of me, here behind waiting for me to open mybedroom door. i used to do that at my mom's house, leave the darkness in my bedroom door, festering as it waited for me.
and it almost killed me.
so i'll bring it along.
and send it back to the rock form under which it came.
afterworkingout
andmythoughtsarerunningthisfastoutofmyfingers
andmyfeetwererunningfasteronthetredmillalltoforgetmythoughts
thatwerewalkingoutofmyears.
and i laid there for a while
inmynicewarmbed
with no blankets on at all
myjournalpinnedundermyarms
myheadchestandstomachgaping open
to pourouteverything
onto those all-too-white pages.
but the storm left me with no ink.
and i typed a letter thismornin
it made me cry. soicriedalotaboutsomanythings thatnooneherecould ever pretend to comprehend.
and i silently thankedcourtney lastnight, withoutawordbeing muttered,forlastfallwhen sheletme,letmechoseherastheone tostripmyarmsinfrontof
and she said "oh, andrew" withthedeepestconcern,andshehuggedme she held me close, the closenss felt so good, that closeness made it fade away,andsoi thankedherlastnightwithoutmutteringaword.
andnowitistime i kiss this self goodbye for a while and make pretty make smart and head off to school.
but i won;t leave me behind this piece of me, here behind waiting for me to open mybedroom door. i used to do that at my mom's house, leave the darkness in my bedroom door, festering as it waited for me.
and it almost killed me.
so i'll bring it along.
and send it back to the rock form under which it came.