How close you seem today
Even when the sun is shining and the clouds are just right
Simmering a pin-scratch second away
Festering like a gangrenous wound
The breaking point oozes
Bright yellow and sick
I hope
I pray and pray
That no one can smell my infection except for me
I can barely stand it myself
Bile
Disgust
It creeps up deep from my twisted insides
Into my mouth
Past my teeth tongue and lips
I push it back
Way down to the bottom of my shoes
I put a smile back on tell them
"I'm tired only and that's it!"
I hope
I pray and pray
That they don't see through it
Though my glittering bullshit
And straight into my boiling burnstew
No comments:
Post a Comment