i dont even know where to begin or start
but all i want to do is tear you apart
but i can only hide behind anonymity
and drop nuclear bombs gradually
all i want to do is write down
everything you do that i can't take
or erase the strikes you've made me draw on these walls
because a clean slate
might be better than this
i can't handle when you talk so quiet
lay your head beside mine because i can't hear
and i'm drowning in inadequate metaphors
melting through locks, and what we've got interlocked.
maybe i could write you a letter
keeping it long so you'll never finish
and writing in cursive so you couldn't read it
maybe i could create the most beautiful picture
illustrating every time i had my fingers crossed
but i'll make sure to leave it out of the frame
in hopes it could give you a paper cut.
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