found some hope, here at the bottom

a poem for a man who doesnt deserve a word.

you need to stop walking through my mind with those dirty feet.
im finally cleaning up the mess, you and i both know its time.
it's far overdue for you to grow up and whip the mud from your eyes,
get up, change your shoes and throw on a clean shirt, but it wont fit right.
another excuse,
because the only thing you know how to change is your story.


you can't lie to the girl who got inside your head.
i know every thought and sentence that streams through your mind
and the little hint of charm you throw on in the presence of your opposite.
i will be the fool that falls no more.
my feet are firmly planted.
my lungs waste away with every word i breathe to you.


if only i knew how to assemble notes on a line,
i would sing this all to you.
music is all you hear, everything else is just noise.
writing everything down, letter by letter they form
because the insanity in me, uses all the lies to tell the truth
and my only truth is that you're killing yourself. slowly.


goodbye.