sorry for the ellipse leanne. [[angsty/emo poem-title?]]

alibis.
choke on them.
swallow your taste in
sensibility
and break
like ice in cold
water.

your dry parched
fingers
scrape down
heartstrings you gutted yourself.

the pinch before
the bleed.
the plunge before
the dive.

my feelings
are sucked away.
a whisper in
your hurricane,
a raindrop in
your puddle of tears.

does it give
you glory?
glory scraped across
too
much
decadence?
MY decadence?

carved like
turkey.
split like
bowling.
hurt like
...hurt.

'forever' is a long time, son.

Feelings

i really hate feeling jealous.
out of all the feelings i can feel, i think jealousy is one that i hate the most.
because there's no cure, really.
except to get what you're jealous of as your own.

but what if the thing you are jealous of is love?
how do you get that as your own?

i feel happy for people who talk about the people they love.
because it sounds so happy and beautiful and amazing.
but there's only a setback that i make.
i want it too.

i have a problem with that.
i break hearts.
accidentally, maybe.
but still.
i don't want to be that person that no one wants.

it's like that switchfoot song.
everyone's so scared to death of dying alone.

i'm like that.
i don't want to die alone.
and i'm still young so i really shouldn't be worried about these things.


but i just want to know why.
am i an untouchable?
does no one really want me?


:(