healA Poem by kevin wallsDownside, self-sufficient, little jaded, anorexic Wake up early hit the books forget your life now for this second Don't touch the fruit let alone me Never really knowing nothing's ever worth thinking about
Tested positive mental case, correct prognosis, you faceless face Stand up give a toast, miserable friend own unholy ghost She's got colors, he's got music so what do you have? The word heal is inked on your wrist
Don't stop telling this wide world what you feel you tiny ant Infinite emotion screaming feeling with no one ever really listening This is your special day, so try to sustain; you living scar Soon you will be kissing butterflies
Melancholy is the gentleman's depression succession of stings progressions of pain It's perfectly okay; remember this routine is perfectly okay, rightly dark days Picture paragraphs wise words quoted everything to get my point across I dearly love you
Wrap you up with soft curtains and fragile arms everything to heal you To turn your cheek to falter pride to take in this pleasure in stunning stride Little princess, anatomically correct aesthetic fairies kiss your cheek while you sleep
Hail Mary, full of grace the Lord's not with me, no one's with me Manic everything, manic me, moth on the wall watching me write this song Years later he will find that everyone who truly enjoys living knows it's ok to be miserable too © 2008 kevin walls |
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