I am prone
kicking the door
banging, beating on the hollow wood
the nerve, I need
it hits heavy, it hits hard
like my hand hits the abused oak
but not enough alone
maybe angry, desperate fist
no answer cares to call to me
clawing til I crawl to sleep
prone, and cold
forget that shame is mine to own
forget that knobs ******* under me
push the luck I've so far escaped
push myself against the frame
prone
wipe the rain that drips from my brow
prone to cold
raise a storm to blow it down
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 1:24 AM UTC
I am prone
kicking the door
banging, beating on the hollow wood
the nerve, I need
it hits heavy, it hits hard
like my hand hits the abused oak
but not enough alone
maybe angry, desperate fist
no answer cares to call to me
clawing til I crawl to sleep
prone, and cold
forget that shame is mine to own
forget that knobs ******* under me
push the luck I've so far escaped
push myself against the frame
prone
wipe the rain that drips from my brow
prone to cold
raise a storm to blow it down
still knocking, still knocking.
