dkfkuykuA Poem by brianna vega
i need to communicate in some sure form
in the voice that my lips never part to let out except for my own ears as i try and try to force it out it trapps between my lips screaming screaching from the pit of my stomach ravaging my insides and all i thought was right muscle memory soon to be erased like a baby im unable to do for myself however i think i can do for you how does that make sense/ this sure feeling of being held in ones arms only brings me nasuea and confusion but i try and try to love to want to desire yet this anger buds beneath my fingertips opening up so i scream at night i twist and drown in daydreams in the shower i let the water burn me i turn it to boiling wishing my skin could just melt away and my soul could puddle up at the bottom of this tub watered down and slipping through the pipes so i could mix with the dead skin and dirt from all the citizens of this golden state and wash wash aay into the ocean so i could be the rolling waves that evaporate and turn into white fluffy clouds that see all and wash the oil away from these city streets © 2011 brianna vegaReviews
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1 Review Added on April 9, 2011 Last Updated on April 9, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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