You're making me go insane. It's quite amusing, yes, but very rude of you.


Open One Eye

Orphaned by your savage lies
plunged into madness by you
as I'm pushing grains of sand
into tiny cuts, praying
for a new bodypart to grow there,
for me to call my own.

Forcing medicated blurs
into your reality,
trust me to make you go mad.
Skin turned yellow,
pillows black,
one sock red
the other blue.

We found a perfect tune,
played on broken teeth,
angry sunsets
and the bruises on your face.

How Kind Of You To Talk Me Raw
With Your Brittle Little Eyes, Oh!


I'm growing a new heart,
that will beat in spite of you!




Poetry by True Words Embellished
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Written on 2006-09-13 at 18:27

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