you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_

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Threw a smile on today
But something isn't right here
A broken set of wings lay in bed
So I cannot fly without a fall
Those words of comfort are like
That empty bottle of booze
That seemed so full of sedation & betterment
& helped me escape from madness
But then I wake up Sunday morning
& curse the light as I pull the covers over my head
I woke up with nausea & a headache
Those words sometimes get me drunk & hung over also
So press yourself against me
I want to feel you next to me
Dying, just to know what it tastes like to hold someone so close that it is one
I want a fulfilling promise to break my fall
Promise someone will stop me if I ever jump off the roof with broken wings [& broken spirits]
While drunk on empty comfort
Endless thoughts of you sober me up

S
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