When i picture us together
I imagine a tug-of-war and loud ripping noises
constant ripping noises
nauseating ripping noises
tendons and bones and muscle pried apart
It’s a sick self-reliance that flows through my veins
not blood
and it keeps me glued together
NO
NOT GLUED
it’s cement and I’m stuck stuck stuck and I am so sorry
if I let you pry me apart
apart from I Don’t Know What
then I’ll crack into a million gray pieces of stone
You’re the tendons ripping
the bones tearing
the nausea and the pouring ripping disgusting noises
And when I tear you apart
you won’t be in pieces of red muscle and fragments of bones
I’ll tear you in two and thousands upon thousands of glass beads will crash to the floor and scatter into the grass and you will never ever get them back
and that is why it will never work.
Jun 26, 2012
Jun 26, 2012 at 8:57 PM UTC
When i picture us together
I imagine a tug-of-war and loud ripping noises
constant ripping noises
nauseating ripping noises
tendons and bones and muscle pried apart
It’s a sick self-reliance that flows through my veins
not blood
and it keeps me glued together
NO
NOT GLUED
it’s cement and I’m stuck stuck stuck and I am so sorry
if I let you pry me apart
apart from I Don’t Know What
then I’ll crack into a million gray pieces of stone
You’re the tendons ripping
the bones tearing
the nausea and the pouring ripping disgusting noises
And when I tear you apart
you won’t be in pieces of red muscle and fragments of bones
I’ll tear you in two and thousands upon thousands of glass beads will crash to the floor and scatter into the grass and you will never ever get them back
and that is why it will never work.