Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Closing Up Shop




to rid the stark pain
true feelings must go
before I’m insane
fast love must turn slow

emotions once glistened
now pushed into dark
if he’d ever listened
I’d not have this mark

my heart needs to harden
from flesh turn to stone
like drought to a garden
a whimpering moan

when numbness takes over
the pain will be gone
dried leafs on a clover
reality’s spawn

when numb to the hurt
go numb to great joy
take a chance it’ll work
not destroyed by this boy

wish i did not love
with all of my heart
choked by the glove
wish i never did start

without true emotion
i could walk away
without true devotion
there’d be no other day

to deal with the fighting
I’m at my wits end
in which he’s delighting
i’ve lost my best friend

the care and compassion
that thrives in my veins
takes on in bad fashion
what’s left that remains
  in this game no one gains
    pull tight on the reigns
      crash and burn like airplanes
        his mouth unusually feigns 
          like some old shitty Hanes
            stomped on with maryjanes
              soon get over these pains
                like bleach on blood stains
                  heart now strongly contains

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