Intrude my silence and set free
A dozen words never spoken with tongue
Written on a heart harassed by sudden pain
My eyes never unwind from flowing rivers
And certified facts prove this noble insanity
This parallel insomnia
Residing in my head
Clasping my throat
With merciless force
Where do I begin?
The nasty smell of drained blood
On my left arm
the expanding ache
In the pit of my stomach
Or the numbness coming to freeze
Even my fingertips
I am quite so done
With the starry nights I enjoyed the least
The rainy evenings I spent dreaming
Of a sunny Sunday
To awake with a soulful smile
That never came...
I am done
With the loveless parties
I faked to take part in
And every bit of the truth
I swallowed
Now I am done with this self
That was never mine.
4:49 am
Tina RSH ©
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 5:35 PM UTC
Intrude my silence and set free
A dozen words never spoken with tongue
Written on a heart harassed by sudden pain
My eyes never unwind from flowing rivers
And certified facts prove this noble insanity
This parallel insomnia
Residing in my head
Clasping my throat
With merciless force
Where do I begin?
The nasty smell of drained blood
On my left arm
the expanding ache
In the pit of my stomach
Or the numbness coming to freeze
Even my fingertips
I am quite so done
With the starry nights I enjoyed the least
The rainy evenings I spent dreaming
Of a sunny Sunday
To awake with a soulful smile
That never came...
I am done
With the loveless parties
I faked to take part in
And every bit of the truth
I swallowed
Now I am done with this self
That was never mine.
4:49 am
Tina RSH ©
