
Your lips burn with thirst
As your palms go numb
And your eyes run dry
Your stomach is confused
When you laugh then cry
Then you drop to your knees
Hoping they would go
I held my class up high
And my expectations low
And I wallowed in my self pity
drooling over my dignity
Sober enough to throw up
I stared down at the only thing that understood me
I got up to wash my hands
But my tears fell from the sink
And my blood drew thick
Too swollen to think
My body grew sick from hate
I became dense and ugly from anxiety
And as I gasped for fresh air
Saddness and anger melted into one feeling
As the devil carressed my hair to sleep
I grabbed his hand in hope for love
Their faces grew cold
As I grew weak
And my body shut down
As I cried myself back to sleep...

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