the word floods my mouth as a mix of hurt and anger.
i try to reverse it, but its too hard to swallow.
i stand on my head, hoping that the word might just slip out,
but the ones i've reserved for worthier people are starting to shake loose.
i eat spoonfuls of kind thoughts, but they get all tied up in knots.
**** y
o
u
i can breathe again.
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
the word floods my mouth as a mix of hurt and anger.
i try to reverse it, but its too hard to swallow.
i stand on my head, hoping that the word might just slip out,
but the ones i've reserved for worthier people are starting to shake loose.
i eat spoonfuls of kind thoughts, but they get all tied up in knots.
**** y
o
u
i can breathe again.
