Six More Weeks
if my heart cast a shadow,
would you look for me in
basic anatomy, the underlying
veins and arteries?
if my lungs cast a shadow,
would you see the black,
the smoke that got stuck
in between every crevice?
if my internet search history
cast a shadow, would you see
that I am trying so hard
to get better at this writing thing?
if my personal history cast a shadow,
would it be spring?
or would it be perpetually winter
another six weeks
of the same stories recycled
over and over until they don't
mean anything?
Criminal mind
Something eats away at my brain,
are these emotions,
why do I cling,
To my selfish mind,
criminal,
wasting away the years,
on something my mind,
replays, over and over,
smashing the pause button,
over your head,
for filling my head with such,
criminal lines, that attack,
on the inside, bashing,
till the cracking sound,
echoes in my bones.
Being sober is boring and I dunno,
Makes me enjoy the simpler times,
Instead of lingering in some virtual world,
I belong, these words dont mean nought without,
being read out loud, I want my voice to be heard,
But I dunno where to shout,
Where do i go to shout?
Whose ears are ready to listen,
get out your head, its a prison,
writing is fine for a time,
so take advantage,
knowing what awaits the otherside,
who lays in the shade, awaiting there time.
Drink Me Until You’re Drunk On Me.
Am I attractive to you?
Or do you just like my sense of humor?
Is it my never-ending questions and curious mind?
Or how my legs look under the sun?
Whatever it may be
It's a trap.
A beautifully constructed and strategically made trap.
My large eyes tell you pretty white lies.
And my words touch you warmly inside.
Just like a shot of liquor.
A burning sensation at first that is quickly followed by waves of warmth
that spreads throughout your chest.
It's bittersweet.
Because you know it's bad for you but it makes you feel alive and less alone.
So you continue to drink it and wonder how.
How did one shot turn into four and then you find yourself waking up on the floor?
I guess that is why they say
Drink Responsibly.
Conflicted
You are so horrible
I can’t stop thinking about you
The irritating way you speak my name
Captures my full attention
The weird way you view the world
Makes me laugh with abandon
And your regrettably stupid face…
Too handsome to bear
I really can’t stand you
I just thought you should know
You suck
You suck
you let your words slip too easily
I'm tired of going to funerals
I'm tired of your baseless threats
you dangle life in your fingertips
to push away
when faced with inconvenience
your comments slip out
"I'm going to kill myself"
"let me just go walk out into traffic"
"how about I throw myself off that building"
and I interject
blunt words
NO
no more funerals
no more death
please stop pretending
that your lives are so easy to play with