#pores
exfoliate sin
resolve pores of pollution
; secretion exhaust
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 9:26 AM UTC
My thoughts are overflowing
Bursting at the seams
They're filling up the spaces
Where nothing's what it seems
My thoughts mix into puddles
Turning murky brown
I try to communicate them
But they're all watered down
My thoughts crumble like castles
At the tip of my tongue
They're falling back down my throat
And scratching up my lungs
My thoughts are oozing out my pores
And dripping on your skin
But when I try to say those words
I can't even begin
-e.r.n.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
J.
U.
N.
E.
With each letter,
It's divided into fourths.
With each syllable,
You fade away.
As the days and hours
Tick on and on,
I feel you.
Dripping
Out of my pores.
Scraping
Out my guts.
Packing
My heart,
And taking it to go.
Now I can't
Look you in the face
Can't
Find comfort in your embrace
Can't
Stand in one ******* place,
Because my paycheck
Is running out.
I knew in the beginning
That this time would come,
So I'm not saying
That this isn't fair.
But when you leave,
My love will be lost.
Maybe I should have looked first,
For how much
You cost.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC