today my veins are wires and flesh feels stretched tight over barbed latticework
nothing's left inside from what once was a piece of me that died
I slam my bones through the floor with a vision of what was lost
can't think, can't speak, can't live, can't do anything
brain stutters and I'm seizing in pain seeking to kill the void
in the catacombs of my mind there's so many places to hide
lips crack and bleed from how many times I've whispered your name
throat's drying up and gasps gritty like sandpaper
all thoughts of you colliding, collapsing in my head
you knew, you knew, but you never told me today you'd be dead
November 10, 2011
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