did he think it would be easy
to pick her up off her feet?
she is spiteful, lazy, and weak
she is unfaithfully trying--
half asleep
but he comforts her repeating-
"you'll feel better, go outside, in the sun," he quickly says
staring at her
she swears it won't shine--despite the weather
whether she is too heavy in the suns rays
or carrying her self-hate, hiding from
the sun's gaze,
he arrives home to watch her break
and he gazes through the mess she makes
he is heavy
holding her close
he is tired giving her a dose
in her daze--
"i'm ok, i don't need it" she boasts
it's these kinds of day's he hates the most
when he wakes, he's thinking
"work will be long," as he's dressing
as he glances over her
at the clock
he's thinking that he's running late
as he glances over at her
"yes, i'm sure she's recovering"
even if he recalls her cycle of words, the night before
the quotes of happiness
[grief, sickness, death, the end"]
then beams of happiness
...she keeps changing
but "it will...be easy," he is thinking,
as he steps quietly away, while yawning.
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 1:25 AM UTC
did he think it would be easy
to pick her up off her feet?
she is spiteful, lazy, and weak
she is unfaithfully trying--
half asleep
but he comforts her repeating-
"you'll feel better, go outside, in the sun," he quickly says
staring at her
she swears it won't shine--despite the weather
whether she is too heavy in the suns rays
or carrying her self-hate, hiding from
the sun's gaze,
he arrives home to watch her break
and he gazes through the mess she makes
he is heavy
holding her close
he is tired giving her a dose
in her daze--
"i'm ok, i don't need it" she boasts
it's these kinds of day's he hates the most
when he wakes, he's thinking
"work will be long," as he's dressing
as he glances over her
at the clock
he's thinking that he's running late
as he glances over at her
"yes, i'm sure she's recovering"
even if he recalls her cycle of words, the night before
the quotes of happiness
[grief, sickness, death, the end"]
then beams of happiness
...she keeps changing
but "it will...be easy," he is thinking,
as he steps quietly away, while yawning.
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