Lights turn red as my hands turn numb
The window stays open for fresh air
I can't breathe in enough of the stuff
Intoxicated by the smell of your skin
A scent that lingers in my nostrils
For days afterwards
My mind remains an open tomb
Black hole of emotion and thought
Whatever it was that sucked me through
Holds me captive, although I struggle not
I've seen what my being can handle
What I can sustain
I cherish it
Although the memory retains only fragments
It stays in me
Like a filling meal leaves your body comatose
06 August 2008
02 August 2008
Cousin
she's just a little girl
wandering around with her big, open eyes
she's just waiting for something
to fall in her lap
her fate, her happiness, her doubt
she's not so young for a little girl
living with mom
and blaming her too
never learning how to stand up
on her own two feet
it's a shame and a sham
she's checked herself in
those big eyes full of ripe tears
every wet drop will be like alice in wonderland
growing and shrinking alongside her emotions
it'll be like she'd never left herself
never let herself hang out to dry
she's just a little girl
in big girl clothes
riding the teacups until she pukes
until somebody tells her to get off
until she realizes the ride's just a ride
wandering around with her big, open eyes
she's just waiting for something
to fall in her lap
her fate, her happiness, her doubt
she's not so young for a little girl
living with mom
and blaming her too
never learning how to stand up
on her own two feet
it's a shame and a sham
she's checked herself in
those big eyes full of ripe tears
every wet drop will be like alice in wonderland
growing and shrinking alongside her emotions
it'll be like she'd never left herself
never let herself hang out to dry
she's just a little girl
in big girl clothes
riding the teacups until she pukes
until somebody tells her to get off
until she realizes the ride's just a ride
23 July 2008
Reminder
Everyone has that something that eats at us
Our insides turn to mulch
And the doubt bugs come to plump up
There's a pulling down in my middle
As I read the note
Reminder of a part of life unfinished
A time of clarity, followed by a time of levity
I can't quite seem to get it right
My head starts to throb
We like to remind ourselves of all we are
The good times, the gold stars
This note only brings me back
To that place where I put on a mask
The image of an accomplishment
Unsure that I can bear for them to see me
As I am, I have failed in their eyes
I can see that they see me
Someone less than what I really am
This note will be burned
But into my brain
And all my clarity of the recent past
For naught
Our insides turn to mulch
And the doubt bugs come to plump up
There's a pulling down in my middle
As I read the note
Reminder of a part of life unfinished
A time of clarity, followed by a time of levity
I can't quite seem to get it right
My head starts to throb
We like to remind ourselves of all we are
The good times, the gold stars
This note only brings me back
To that place where I put on a mask
The image of an accomplishment
Unsure that I can bear for them to see me
As I am, I have failed in their eyes
I can see that they see me
Someone less than what I really am
This note will be burned
But into my brain
And all my clarity of the recent past
For naught
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