Sick B***h

you make me contradict myself, at every chance I get.

cause my chest to break out from silence,

and throw myself into death whenever I 

rethink your name too many times a day

too many songs hold you, perfectly

in their wholesome tune

and there we are, my mind,

holding me, lay down

a casual sweet-heart symphony 

just draining all the flawless emotion 

spilling from their lips.

Maybe I should just stay here,

sat effortlessly tearing at my strands

of lifeless faults, takes my body some

you took it more, in ways I can barely now imagine,

so left, homeless, a seed ripped from it's not dropped roots

and don't tell me it wasn't, just take away the times, you can reverse

who can stop the aching, make me sane, you cause insanity in the best

aim in life is just a trick in a mirror, see yourself taking it all again

when I wouldn't deny you any more, who would

that to this day

when will I ever know

just throwing up rivers of tears from my neck inside

not much like the skin outside,

red cacophony. 

Reviews

[Nobody.]

this is heart-wrenching dude.

I love the bit about music reminding you...bringing back the pain.....
then the steady drain.

good stuff.