sleep deprived
and not so self loved
I'm feeling like ****
about every time
I've been in love

twitching eyes
no confidence inside
my body lies hollow
inside of your eyes
because I'm just feeling dead inside

bad lies
creepy disguise
and all I was in love with
was those beautiful eyes
and now I'm trapped
with the thoughts from your mind

all I want is some sleep
and to be alive
and someone who will be by my side

I forgot  you were there, hiding
under winter's slow, grisly grip

only ten days into spring
you made your return, myriad mounds
pocking my pastures

dead center, in one of your proudest heaps,
I teased you with sweet pear, just to see your ranting red industry
though a tiny roach occupied half your tugging army, its only crimes
being live birth and waddling through your masses

I forgot you were there
hunkered in the wet, wormed soil
patient, until ninety and one degrees brought you
to the desiccating ground

you had not forgotten me, had you?
for you sent a  special sentry from your brigades to find my foot,
and welt it with a welcome back kiss

in tomorrow‘s heat,
after the soldier’s scratching, martyred memory fades,
I will  forget again, though winter
never does

being in love
sounds just great to me
im not scared of love
im scared of the after piece
why do I wanna watch the man
I fell in love with
fall into someone else's arms
and treat them the same way
he once treated me