Barb - Hello Poetry

Barb Mar 2013

I want to tell you about
running in the woods
and having your face whipped by tree branches
while your step-father calls from the porch
drunk off infamy
and I want to tell you about
hiding in hollow trees
so your mother does not see the bruises
only to ignore them
I want to tell you about how easy it is
to become a lonely child
for the rest of your life
and how friendly you can get
with the smell of decay
But I won't

Barb Mar 2013

The Truth

I'm sorry,
but do you mind if I light one up?
You see, I can't deal with the public
unless I'm slowly killing myself
You can join me
I don't advise it
being so desperately lonely
with people around
isn't too good for your health
Don't have too much concern
they can care
but I sure as hell won't
in due time we'll all be dead
just like the rest
I was always the stranger
you knew too well
but not enough to trust

Barb Mar 2013

Poison

I am screaming
but not loud enough
you are convulsing in the bathtub
while the silky porcelain burns your skin
and the blood pools in your back
I am banging tiny fists against locked door
Calling you back
and begging your distant eyes
to look at me
******* your skin is too cold
and your bones
they have broken
I rap my arms around your hollow body
and sink into the idea of becoming the past

Barb Feb 2013

Nonsense

I looked at the address on my hand
and thought of how uncomfortable tomorrow would be
as I cupped water from the ***** sink
and splashed it onto my face

It must be depressing to live a life without any perspective
How lonely it would be to think you are the only one
I get this sickening feeling in the pits of my stomach
whenever I think of what it must be like to be you

I am trying to pass for normal on fake laughter
And half glances in your direction
We all look like sickly children who starve for attention
And I'm starting to remember all those things I never did

Fading in and out while stereos blast and people start to shout
There is thin ice beneath our feet
Nervous laughs start to rise from us
and we feel this epitome of what young is

There is this stupid smile on your face
And we are reconnecting the patterns of our lives
With a glassy look in our eyes
I am too far gone

Barb Feb 2013

Runoff

I am so sick of writing
these pretend
love stories
and stupid poems
all about you
and everyone else
who has ever showed me
the slightest attention
But I am addicted to
these little make believe
notions
and making myself into
something extraordinary

Barb Feb 2013

Untitled

As the night drags on
Your eyelids become far too heavy to hold up
Tongue starts to swell
And swallowing becomes a challenge
Your eyes are dry
Your neck is tight
Suddenly the mind can’t help
But to drift
To a darker place
Far to cold
You shiver into sleep
And hope
It’s brighter in the morning

Barb Feb 2013

Wax

You are out in harsh weather
braving the cold
And I am home
rapped in warm blankets
While the walls melt and
drip like wax
I think there’s a fire
I can smell smoke
But the wall is dripping onto my face
and nothing has ever felt so good
My apologizes for the disarray
I can’t seem to get myself out of bed
and I’m afraid I’ve lost my head
in wax
Come find me in the morning
after I’ve passed
and promise to hang my skeleton up
like a Christmas decoration