there's a fight inside my soul
it scratches at my brain
it latches on my heart
it tears me apart.
there's a fire in my mouth
it poisons my breath
it moistens my lungs
it's all overdone.
i am a ticking time bomb.
i am a walking mass of turmoil.
i am a tornado.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
go.
i'm falling apart
while falling on you.
i'll take you down with me.
you must be a masochist, honey.
why else would you still be here?
despite my sick smile, you know.
you know it's all a lie.
there's something dark and dead inside
grasping at straws
pulling at you
pulling at me
cage it up, honey.
hurry quick before it gets loose again.
my salt stained cheeks speak volumes
and the spots of color on that pillow don't lie.
the animal is already out.
no way to save me now.
just hold on to me tight
so i don't shake apart.
hold on to me tight and don't let go.
while falling on you.
i'll take you down with me.
you must be a masochist, honey.
why else would you still be here?
despite my sick smile, you know.
you know it's all a lie.
there's something dark and dead inside
grasping at straws
pulling at you
pulling at me
cage it up, honey.
hurry quick before it gets loose again.
my salt stained cheeks speak volumes
and the spots of color on that pillow don't lie.
the animal is already out.
no way to save me now.
just hold on to me tight
so i don't shake apart.
hold on to me tight and don't let go.
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