| | i was scared and wanted to be comforted, instead i got harsh words.
sometimes i feel like you think i'm just a child. but if being a child means wanting a listening ear and kind words, then i'll never grow up to your standards. ever.
...after being cast aside ultimately
i realized you never knew me enough to hold on tightly enough
to keep me from sinking downward into the floor
into the earth
into the deepest
deepest
annals of inner space; & you are no longer the hurricane of butterflies that i needed;
& i miss the velvety storm, candy stormclouds
(amidst the wet i screamed she's doing this because she loves me, she does this because she loves me she does this --)
& i miss the gentle tongue fuckings caressing my ears and my lips lips oh god my lips against your lips
but in the sharp, pointed silence,
"who are you and where have you hidden all the sympathy?";
& i am frantically searching for a heartbeat inside of a brick wall
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| | Posted 2/19/2009 5:26 PM - 28 Views - 2 eProps - 3 comments
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