this poem is about love and lost and family ties |
Just A Kiss And I can't live in a home where I don't feel welcome. In a home where words says im not welcome. Im struggling and tangled. In if nots I don't know how to un-tie. Nobody can help cut my loose. I need a winning scratch ticket. All the fortunes were untrue. Is every lie written word. In my attempts at trying. I fuck myself and others. There all hungry. And I'm a sad excuse. Words can only be heard. And for now im hearing imparcel. I look at your photographs. But my touch is impaired. I sit soaking in thire depression. And thinking gets me nowhere. I'm going nowhere. My actions never show success. And i've gotten nowhere. yeah I'm going nowhere. Words and hugs. Can only help so much. A reasuring feeling. Your words speak so clear. And I'm missing your touch. My watch is ticking fast. Won't you read it. won't you kill the batteries. Won't you help my slow down time. I'm feeling ashamed. I hate the mirrors reflection. I hate what I see. Look at who I've become. Watch me fade to bones and skin. Watch the bruises fade. I don't like the fake smile on your face. I don't like the make up. That hid every bruise you gave. So what its the point im telling. What's the point on crying. One lie turns to a thousand different storries. all the fortunes i read befor are like a bruise. It shows a multiplue of different colors. And like the storries i've read. Yours is unlike any other. And like the bruises you gave I've seen every color. I've gotten throw away your belt. Casue to you I don't exsist. And its time I paint a new picture. I'm tired of living in the painting we painted togeaither. I'm sick of you not loving me. I need new prey. But I don't want to get involeved. I don't want a lable slapped on me I just want someone to kiss. I want a new photograph. To tape in the back of my book. I want someone to bruise me. I want someone to use me. I want to be a contruous one night stand. won't someone be my drunken make out partner. I need to read a good story. I need just a simple kiss and nothing more. A kiss cant bruise and break. no committment no attachment. Just a book to read. A bruise to see once more on me. Just a kiss nothing more. Won't you kiss my sadness away tonight. And I can't live in a home. Where I don't feel welcome. In a home where words say I'm not welcome |