difranco

Please don't go crazy if i tell you the truth
No you don't know what happened and you never will if
You don't listen to me while i talk to the wall
This blanket is freezing it's been out in the hall
Where you've had me for hours till I'm sure what i want
But darlin i want the same thing as i wanted before.

I'm really pissed off, like a pinickety anger which makes me want to scratch out the nearest person's eyes-there is no one in the house thankfully.

I want to cut my wrists and leave myself lying upon my blood sodden bed; breathless and ever-asleep. always a dramatic way i intend to go. its christmas in 5 days and i want to die to prove a point but im scared of letting my mother down. pushed into a hole 3x too small for my body; i am aching to get out. i dont want to be happy-it doesnt suit me. Yes angst-ridden teenagers are so tedious these days. like i Fucking care. i need to love myself a little. I wonder how many self-help books there are for this.

Round One;

write me letters within my skin
enveloped inside a trinket heart
the silver polish tarnished by light

another love signs their name
fallen into a swollen mess
a myriad of petals and feathers

write me love letters inside my heart
sign your name with a kiss
devour my scent with an oscillating fear

ridged with anxiety love stumbles down another passage
a mist of confusion hangs in the air
the scent of fools stands firm for the fight.

a resolution in the darkness never fails
signed with sight the expression of belief
hangs upon ever lovers lips.