bitten and bloodied
from frustration
hold the words of ache
that leave my mouth dry
coloured in wine as they
bracket over cigarettes
suffocating pleasure
moving silently
screaming words
cutting through my mind
these arms these legs
scarred and tired
from the tugging
the pushing and pulling and prying away
of everything trying to crush inwards
like the dark that
curtains keep in
loud and forceful
these thoughts
rape my mind
feeding my own poison
to the worst of my being
until all is heavy
bruised like
these knuckles
this feigned happiness
always an easy disguise
they will believe
the weight of a laughter
over the waves of tears
turned away
these eyes
squinted and sorrowful
they shine for
nobody
they shine for
nothing
anymore
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