When it always ends the same
I want to bite into food that makes me cry
I want to talk until my mouth waters and flows into the ocean
I want to spin and spin and spoon and scream
I want to feel like I'm alive, for the first time in weeks.
I don't want to have this numb, beating feeling in my head like everything that we stand for is going to fall apart real soon
I want to stop having sad, scary, ridiculous dreams
I want pathetic, scared people to walk their sad, disfigured bodies up to me and apologize
I want them to beg for a second chance, to explain how good times used to be
and put some god damn feeling in it.
This isn't Shakespeare, damn you, this isn't a stage
anyone can learn to act
but no one should have to learn to live.
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