Dain Bramage.A Poem by Chloe Madison Taylor.I'll blend up that rainbow above you, and shoot it through your veins.If you can't believe its not butter, then its probably solidfied pee buttering the nation's bread from sea to shining sea.
Truth be told, I have no courage or pride. And I'm makin promises to myself I will not keep I'll just scratch out a few more useless lines before I turn off the light and go back to sleep.
Thinking back to those days I knew I was wrong wrapped up tight in my resentment, I knew it all along But before I got up to brave the cold I swore to myself I'd never grow old.
covered in pastel dust and feeling sick I'm up late again, I have no perception of time waiting for that one song lyric to make things click speaking in tongues I swear aren't mine
Doomed to be just another starving artist hungry for recognition and never growing up in love with every one of my multiple personalities another future doctor or lawyer gone corrupt.
The mirror may be broken but it still mocks and reflects my lack of motivation and courage and my ever-present self respect.
Give me just one thing to believe in and one more long night of rest to sleep off leftover and unused ambition or just my faulty brain defects.
Tear out and display my lack of guts for the whole world to judge and see maybe they can figure out just what the hell I'm supposed to be.
All the good lines come while I'm on the toilet or stripped down in my shower Poetry Gods summoning through my plumbing to give my voice a little more power.
My curves are carving more dents in my mattress and maybe one day I won't be able to climb out. I'll just keep digging deeper holes until I know what this fate thing is all about.
© 2008 Chloe Madison Taylor.Author's Note
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