Thursday, September 8, 2011

Swell

My pride hangs in a locket

Its chain around my neck

But lately its been swelling

Out of the cracks and the keyhole

Please, get it back at bay

I’ll try to swallow it whole

 

I feel your stares more than ever

And I pray that you go blind

Put that in your morning coffee cup,

Add sugar as see you fit,

Try and keep my tongue,

Keep it bit,

Next time.

 

My sense has loud opinions.

Usually I’m a lot more nice.

But lately around you it’s been quiet.

I write in ink with my words like knives.

Carving up what you just layed out

I don’t care what I let lie

 

I feel your stares more than ever

And I pray that you go blind

Put that in your morning coffee cup,

Add sugar as see you fit,

Try and keep my tongue,

Keep it bit,

Next time.

 

You see, I’ve been eating matches

That’s why, I keep choking,

On the smoke in here,

Eyes teared up,

And I feel bigger than normal,

Everyone looks small from up here.

 

I feel your stares more than ever

And I pray that you go blind

Put that in your morning coffee cup,

Add sugar as see you fit,

Try and keep my tongue,

Keep it bit,

Next time.

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