Sometimes it’s the thoughts that you’ve suppressed all day. Sometimes it’s thoughts that have churned and aged in the head for years… These have aged for a while and started being born today. Good or bad, they are here:
My body has poured like it never had before
Blood from sharp tips stretched too thin.
My eyes worn from the scrape of tears
I saw no more
I had no more
Lying on the ground
Bits of bone and muscle glinting in the sun
Others only pass by
A pool of life left to be lapped by the greedy
I want to coat you with the lust in me
But I don’t know who is you
Press my back with your fingertips
Bore holes to hold on tight
Don’t let me go
I won’t let go
I’m a different person than the one you used to know.
He let me go
They’ve all let me go
From the smallest push to the longest fall
They’ve all let me go
I hide well behind this callused chest
I hide well behind this sarcasm
I hide well behind this heavy tongue
You are not allowed here
But I’d like to let you in.
I need to let you in when I find you
I need to let you in
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