she takes her sun and she goes woah this was for you and not for me from the beginning for eternity i never amounted to anything she takes her sun and she burns slow but not to me now what were we but heaven sent hell bent on getting it polished, restored back to congruency - repetitive distant make believe
electricity lights her face at an alarming rate the thoughts of you swarm my memory
i shut the door and here i am on my own in this room again this light makes me look so ***** you know this time it didn't feel that good a rocket took off and crash landed no it never reached the top wasn't good enough couldn't fill the cup like the elevator operator got beat up and when we hit the bottom, he drowned in his own blood i missed the spot so when i was woven into polyester couch cushions at the end, and you didn't give a ****, well i couldn't blame you after all it was my fault you're in bed, you're sick as **** i'm trying but still "there's nothing you can do this is it"
now for whatever reason i've been starving all my demons till the changing seasons cease and there are no more lesions on my heart of recent treason oh i love the feeling of completion but there is a girl a little ways down the avenue solid and tortured looking like a statue
in a red hat with a red nose and a red back she counts her bills - ego altruistic for the fear
if you read this you would say "talk about free-verse" and i would then you'd say "it's only good if you're reading it to me" so i would.