veins full of synthetic sunshine
you tied your tourniquet to hell
where light folds within itself
mutating into a room of padded white
reality more numb than my hands when i heard about the relapse
your soul now floats in the land of discarded stamp bags
when eyes grow back from self imposed blindness
i hope you read my text asking “who are you”
you are a parasite infecting the host that gave them warmth
lulled me to think you needed a shoulder to rest on
instead you wanted one to bite into
at night my palms still search for yours
my body curls up in a question mark
waiting for a ghost to wrap their arms around me
while fingers grip steering wheels driving to the next fix
my heart quivers thinking of sunrises and moon light
the universe collapsing and earth swallowing us whole
the bag that finally takes your breath away
your mind only wanders to the one lady that never let you down
she kept you high as the heavens without ever growing wings
i wanted to be your heroine but all you wanted was ******
in sickness and in nod i join thee in holy matrimony
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
veins full of synthetic sunshine
you tied your tourniquet to hell
where light folds within itself
mutating into a room of padded white
reality more numb than my hands when i heard about the relapse
your soul now floats in the land of discarded stamp bags
when eyes grow back from self imposed blindness
i hope you read my text asking “who are you”
you are a parasite infecting the host that gave them warmth
lulled me to think you needed a shoulder to rest on
instead you wanted one to bite into
at night my palms still search for yours
my body curls up in a question mark
waiting for a ghost to wrap their arms around me
while fingers grip steering wheels driving to the next fix
my heart quivers thinking of sunrises and moon light
the universe collapsing and earth swallowing us whole
the bag that finally takes your breath away
your mind only wanders to the one lady that never let you down
she kept you high as the heavens without ever growing wings
i wanted to be your heroine but all you wanted was ******
in sickness and in nod i join thee in holy matrimony
