Monthly Archives: June 2010

20. this copulated kiss, it’s the last that you deserve

as the days draw near, my complacent exterior is solid. my tornado interior is getting stronger with every gust of air I breathe into my lungs.

wait. they don’t love you like i love you.

i feel like an empty jar, my hand is frantic to feel something inside, anything.

don’t stray
my kind’s your kind
i’ll stay the same

a dull beating that resonates within my ribcage is your clue to my life, a lost home is where i’ll find myself.

cause people will say all kinds of things
that don’t mean a damn to me
cause all i see is what’s in front of me
and that’s you

if i hold on, will you blame me?