my day off of work
I went for a walk
I cracked open my knees as I ran for my life
seems like I don't need my knees
so I will walk on my hands
until my blisters disappear in the sand
who needs fingers anyway?
I'll roll on to my side
until someone puts me in formaldehyde
that really didn't phase me
head and ribcage is all I need
for me to come across someone who can truly
love me
so I bounce on my head
and it all seems so fine
until I felt a sharp crack going all down my spine
now my heart is all that is left
it spilled out of my bones
and left me with the realization
that all along it could have been the first step
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
my day off of work
I went for a walk
I cracked open my knees as I ran for my life
seems like I don't need my knees
so I will walk on my hands
until my blisters disappear in the sand
who needs fingers anyway?
I'll roll on to my side
until someone puts me in formaldehyde
that really didn't phase me
head and ribcage is all I need
for me to come across someone who can truly
love me
so I bounce on my head
and it all seems so fine
until I felt a sharp crack going all down my spine
now my heart is all that is left
it spilled out of my bones
and left me with the realization
that all along it could have been the first step
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