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.
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.
2 comments:
Very angsty and full of anger that sounds like it wants to gargle my intestines. Wow.
Nice, i can feel the unconveyed (inconveyed? Disconveyed?) rage.
Rawr.
...
You have a son?!?
Not sure why, but it sounds like it could be Blue October lyrics....
(I FOUND YOUR BLOG! MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....HA.....ha...he? it's Alex, btw)
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