Our Dirty Little Needles

I kept on dusting off those books I never read
And you kept on tossing up the dreams in your head
I've got this urge to kick all those habits you taught me
And a bigger one to f*****g kill the sins you brought me

It's four-twenty somewhere, you always used to say
And I half-laughed, half-didn't give a f**k until today
The monsters were never in our closets, or under the sheets
No, they've always been resting quietly between our knees

I think my fingers froze shut, I think my heart collapsed
I'd give just about anything for this breath to be my last
The dirt swirls around, I've got leaves in my blood
And from the looks of things, you've drowned in mud

Your lungs are in the street, I've got a million reasons run
But those ice shards in your eyes have left me forever stunned
I've grown fond of our dirty little needles, our fuzzy little brain cells
I hover over the body of the one I loved, kissing you farewell

Reviews

[Blissful Sin]

:') beautiful poem, sad and powerful!

-Bliss