Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Satisfaction

4 years of the aftermath and the buildings are still burning...
coming up to the fifth and finally the rain pours...taking out all of the fire
now the city floods. disaster.
plants are not watered...plants are drowning.
rise and hit the ceiling...there is only so much room to grow
take off the bullet proof vest and see the bullet wounds that made it through
oh you thought i was fully protected....gashes. wounds. fire.
the tower was not strong enough. tall enough. big enough. watch my confidence fall
i do not need your sympathy. i do not need anything.
i just need you. i have always needed you.
hey look...our scars match. now keep walking i hate your face. your smile. your hair. your clothes. your everything.
i hate your scar. it connects us. i hate our connection.
i hate how i scream when you leave the room. i hate how my hair falls apart when the bridges collapse
i hate my ninja turtle enclosed razor blade.
oh but i love the scars it gives.
Hate. Hide. Heal.
i wish my heart's scars would show through the flesh

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