28 December 2012

Cut it out and tear me down

like violent scenes in a horror film.

I said nothing like that to you,

and smiled all the time,

But your guilt stained hands touch

my head with the sights.

And I sleep in comas,

and slide down walls,

Naked and bathed in rusted talons.

Stopping only the closing

of my walls

Made me tumble down

jagged rocks with

splinters in my knees,

And eat popcorn for two

days with nothing to drink.

I think I can see my ribs

and knobby wrists.

My feet feel heavy when I

walk and you say I'm ill.

Your albatross eyes quiver

when I pass. Disgusted?

I get up to be bored and

dream of my happier days

While you complain about life and work.

Did you think it feels this bad

Because you're perspective

is horrendous?

There's a button I pressed

not too long ago.

I think it is broken now.

Those nimble fingers

attached to my straw head

Keep tugging and pulling at night.

Can I wake up now to a

sunrise that hurts my eyes for once?

VibrantDanceJudgmental Bastard. • Opuss № I