Sunday, December 14, 2008
blankness covers all
my mother sent my a letter today
i'm listening to the prelude at the end
the end of what?
why does the thought scare me so much
incapable
for boys to love
is it because i feel incapable
please don't fall in love with her tonight
and you, knock it off already
but yes even now i'm starting to miss you
as the cold winter air crawls behind my eyes
and burrows in, to make my tears extra icy
to match my heart
if you go away. . .
goosebumps and all the boys i've kissed this year can't save me
am i so alone to be afraid
skip ahead to where it rains
and remember that fountain pouring over green fern leaves
wonder where you are tonight
especially like now when i need someone to hold me
i don't want to buy christmas gifts for anyone, be nice and look pretty
go fuck yourselves as i crawl into a dark hole
winter biting at my toes
i was so worried, thinking i wouldn't make it out of the cave
maybe you'll keep your promise
and i'll keep mine
scaring everyone off just the same
skip
back the the prelude
sometimes wishing i heard it for the first time, just now
no wait. . . . . .
now.
take all this love from my wild heart and
throw it out like rusted old ashes
i'm so tried of being this old face
with nothing new to say for it's self
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