Eh, RIght?

Eh, RIght?

A Poem by Isolophobe

Give me wings to fly

And I'll throw lightening at every woman

Who has managed to break a broken heart.

I won't cry anymore if I kill them.

They deserved it.

They tought me that knowledge is misunderstood and overrated.

The more I learn, the more suicidal I become.

 

Is this it or all that can be?

I ask you...

You're likely to not answer because

The question was worded weirdly.

 

So then don't answer, only mock and martyr

As you paint over your contradictions with eye

Shadow and foundation

A vacation is needed, but pain's taken

A toll on my paycheck.

I'd be in debt if you could by love.

 

And I refuse to pay back the loan

Because my wife is never home

 

Apologies all around for my peverse

Psychology. I wish I could

Be more than the little boy in me.

There's a vile presence in this room even though

Its empty.

Its all this space thats poisoning.

© 2009 Isolophobe


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Added on February 3, 2009

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Isolophobe
Isolophobe

Los Angeles, CA



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