Monday, January 30, 2012


she lies open and untouched
a gentle breeze won't move her, she is still
she is relentless, and violent
and manic at times

but you can't speak of her, to her, around her
she hears it all, and she snaps
like a branch in a heavy breeze
crashes and falls and almost hits you on the way down

i struggle to accept, your flaws, your insecurities
they eat you alive, and i'm feeding off their hunger, their pain
fuck you passion, fuck you

i lie awake and think about all the things i've done for you
without a sigh, without a whisper, without a thought
do this for me, do this for us

vent, i'm closing you, i'm cold.

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