blue glass sliding down my throat
like ice shavings
ice cold
not even noticing the blood slits gushing out
not noticing the pain
that has been subsided for a while
frail and cut so deep
you don't even notice me
trying to forget everything
always makes things "better"
they always say that
things will be better things will be better
i keep singing these lies if you keep believing them
breath in deep
breath in deep
1-2-3
run run run
always on the run
afraid you might get caught for larceny
larceny
larceny
scared to do the tings you used to
i think someone stole my words
or maybe the jumped out
jumped right out and went down the drain when i brushed my teeth
jumped out and now i don't know what to say
but if you see them
tell them I'm sorry about the glass
and the food that made me fat
and that i had to hurt them like that
joke me something awful
like seeing you kiss my best friend
like seeing you plunge into the water,
never coming back
never seeing you again
joke me something *awful*
but i bet mine would be worse
Author notes
Written December 8th, 2005
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good
you are not fat! but good poem cna't applaud not enough points, maybe tommorw -
I don't know either.
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have to say Aub, this line really sounds like I've heard it before, cant remember where though.
"but if you see them
tell them I'm sorry about the glass"


