I climbed into bed,
dizzy from the drinks
and the dancing
and the fun
Staring at the darkness,
Is this the ceiling or the wall?
I feel the air between my teeth
They are not pressed together
I think to myself,
*How sad is it,
that I need to go to bed
with ***** for blood
so as not to feel the weight
piling on my bones?*
I am not the girl I used to be--
I used to wipe away worry
like a foggy mirror,
but now my stomach
is in a permanent knot
and my skin is soaking wet
from the stress shower I have taken
and it won't seem to dry
My mother laughed at me
when I said the word
Desserts has always come out
but now I'm speaking backwards
I am not your daughter
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
I climbed into bed,
dizzy from the drinks
and the dancing
and the fun
Staring at the darkness,
Is this the ceiling or the wall?
I feel the air between my teeth
They are not pressed together
I think to myself,
*How sad is it,
that I need to go to bed
with ***** for blood
so as not to feel the weight
piling on my bones?*
I am not the girl I used to be--
I used to wipe away worry
like a foggy mirror,
but now my stomach
is in a permanent knot
and my skin is soaking wet
from the stress shower I have taken
and it won't seem to dry
My mother laughed at me
when I said the word
Desserts has always come out
but now I'm speaking backwards
I am not your daughter
