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Apr 2013
Dirt between my toes
Where I've been is now exposed
I thought I rubbed your taint
Off the crust in my eyes
A willow tree keeps growing
Where you **** on my head
Keep me out of your prayers
God keeps burning my bed
Oh and there goes the shrill, dragging nails on my door
Those freaks you paid with hope
Don't let me sleep anymore
Choking laughs while I bolt
She thinks I can't run all night
But I have two breaths to go, and my next shelter's in sight
There's a pouch in my heart
That holds the sludge from my guilt
And it's dryer than the bones off the home that we built
I refuse to redeem
All your dreams that I broke
I know not what I did
Girl I can't see through your smoke
Running faster again, there leaves a trail of my slime
She feasts upon my sludge
Because it quenches her mind
Maybe one day we'll run, out of the ***** that we give
And redemption will fade
So we can finally live
Brett Bender
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Brett Bender  Cleveland, Ohio
(Cleveland, Ohio)   
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