my fucking soul hurts

[tongues4hands]

I HAVE LEGS
and they take me to the caves
the screaming echoes and bats are my peace.

I’m waiting for this to boil over
the air is hot and the water is hotter
but not enough,
I can’t take the waiting any more.
I curl into myself and release all hope.

Hiding under covers,
I'm leaking and freaking out
in that dark part of the room
I’m waiting for this to rage on
Watching others around me
calculating my thoughts
being careful not to let them slip over the edge
and into their hands.

I clipped my eyes out
So you can see right into me
I’m all that I am
let there be no mistake to what i can't do

I am the master digger
I can keep all this alone
I can keep this all within range of your trigger
Because I’m getting quicker and thicker.
but
My hands are too small to be held
and my eyes often change their mind.
I never match-- I’m telling you.
I’m in the dark part of the room

Staring at you with my ghostly eyes
And my damp skin
I didn’t become legless
I didn’t let them take me away
To a factory of unhappy people
Dressing and smelling like low self-esteem.
NO-
I refuse make myself match
When there’s not logical fit.
I sing again and again
Then I start to scream
Again and again.