Something I wrote during a slow day at work:
Im walking on eggshells, "Dont make a sound."
Then face down on cold concrete, gagged and tightly bound.
I choke out, "I love you," But the words just pour out [red]red.
You say, "Please dont cry, baby, nothing hurts when youre dead."
And then come the stars,
No more beautiful than deceiving
Shock asphyxiates me,
Can you tell that Im not breathing?
Its a torrid cat and mouse game;
Youre always toying with my head.
You say, Dont worry, baby, nothing matters when youre dead.
And then your eyes swim into focus,
All I see is my reflection
Mouth open like the cut you make with painfully slow perfection
And although Im losing focus,
My words ring harshly in my head,
I said, Dont worry, baby, Ill forgive you when Im dead."
Im walking on eggshells, "Dont make a sound."
Then face down on cold concrete, gagged and tightly bound.
I choke out, "I love you," But the words just pour out [red]red.
You say, "Please dont cry, baby, nothing hurts when youre dead."
And then come the stars,
No more beautiful than deceiving
Shock asphyxiates me,
Can you tell that Im not breathing?
Its a torrid cat and mouse game;
Youre always toying with my head.
You say, Dont worry, baby, nothing matters when youre dead.
And then your eyes swim into focus,
All I see is my reflection
Mouth open like the cut you make with painfully slow perfection
And although Im losing focus,
My words ring harshly in my head,
I said, Dont worry, baby, Ill forgive you when Im dead."
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guitarified:
Really good!
jaybugg:
BOOYA