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I forgot how it felt
To itch in a human skin.
I forgot that the hangovers are there
To tame me.
You see ,
A few weeks ago I went for
The works.
Beers, double gin and tonics, whiskey, some ****** ***.
I blacked out, of course...
But the REAL problem was that
I couldn't breath the next morning.
So I decided to go dry for a month.
I forgot that I think too much.
I forgot that there is some
Beautiful bright and rotten energy Exploding
Inside of my small body.
I want to wage war with the moon.
I want to spit at the sun.
I want to pull your hair back
And love you like broken glass.
I want push my face through cactus
Spines
To **** at the juice.
All this
Beautiful bright and rotten energy
Inside of me is burning.
But I still can't face
Those wolves on my doorstep.
Where are the lilacs inhaling salty
Sea breeze?
Where are moon miracles shining
Bright on salvation trails?
There are no wise rivers here
There are no stagnant trees escaping
The horrors
Where is love?
Where is god?
When I shut my eyes
I watch a brilliant blue-green
Hummingbird
Flap vigorously
Then suddenly stop
Dying in mid air
Falling onto your filthy pavement
Where is love?
There is no god.
Are you really unhappy
Is that what you really feel
Or is it something you made up
Believed in it so much you've made it real
Tell me you deep dark secrets
I promise they won't be revealed
Why are you always so angry
Is it because your dad isn't here
Do you feel abandoned
What's going on in the inside
Why can't you let anyone in
It's terrible to hold everything in
Your only hurting yourself
You keep everything bottled up
Eventually your going to bust
I can hear you screaming on the inside
You just want someone to trust
But your never going to be happy
Unless you learn how to open up
Say it.
Say it before I do,
Because if I do.
Your worst dreams will come true...
Ha!
Oh please don't mind me,
I'm laughing at your insolence,
You never heed my words,
The are like white noise in the darkness yet you never see them,
They are the white light at the end of the tunnel but you never reach for them,
My words are honest and true,
All I speak is the truth,
So say IT,
"...I want freedom"
"Good. That's it"
This is a poem for everyone to interpret in their own way. I really hope you enjoy it
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