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