I’d trade a drunken uncle for five years of warmth
For a family rooted in chaos.
Your father recovered
But mine never will (if I can still call him mine)
Envy is a deadly sin
a gateway drug
An invisible mistress
You have hand painted thighs from a boy who rearranged no
We both know him,
though you have been closer.
(LIAR)
But i'm still a fresh canvas,
Maybe a bit tattered, slightly greyed
But clean of self inflicted hatred.
I've never had to invent my own pain.
I know pre-portioned hatred
Another ******
Food lines
Bottled baths
Gunshot lullabies
Shoestring laced telephone wires.
I wonder how it feels to stand on the edge with everything to live for.
“We” don't do that
(even though I've only been halfway accepted as “we”)
I have someone to take care of.
I wonder if sleeping pills would help me too.
Packaged from white rooms with white lab coats and white skin.
I wish I could hide too
I hate that you don't have to
I hate that you'd abandon everything I’ve always wanted.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 2:02 PM UTC
I’d trade a drunken uncle for five years of warmth
For a family rooted in chaos.
Your father recovered
But mine never will (if I can still call him mine)
Envy is a deadly sin
a gateway drug
An invisible mistress
You have hand painted thighs from a boy who rearranged no
We both know him,
though you have been closer.
(LIAR)
But i'm still a fresh canvas,
Maybe a bit tattered, slightly greyed
But clean of self inflicted hatred.
I've never had to invent my own pain.
I know pre-portioned hatred
Another ******
Food lines
Bottled baths
Gunshot lullabies
Shoestring laced telephone wires.
I wonder how it feels to stand on the edge with everything to live for.
“We” don't do that
(even though I've only been halfway accepted as “we”)
I have someone to take care of.
I wonder if sleeping pills would help me too.
Packaged from white rooms with white lab coats and white skin.
I wish I could hide too
I hate that you don't have to
I hate that you'd abandon everything I’ve always wanted.
