(2013)
Save the lecture For someone who cares Longer than normal, but shorter th… My attention span with your words Don’t talk.
Alone, cold Darkness creeping in A storm with no Beginning and no end Your safety line cut
You know how to crawl How to walk To run To talk To sing of days gone past
Naïve thoughts Drenched in blood From my body A loss of innocence Why do you care if it’s me?
It’s the night The night of October 31st Jack—O—Lanterns glow Children giggle With sadistic smiles
It’s dark I can’t breathe here I can’t cry out, open my mouth Move, impossible No sound
Daddy Don’t hit mommy Don’t hurt me Don’t throw the remote And drink from
There are so many words I want to say, yet I can’t get any of them out. When I say “I love you”, it tastes of vinegar. When the words are “It’s ok”, bleach fills my nose. But the worst ...
These staggered stones Of hopes and dreams and Other things Crumbled from perverse talk Upon yourself