The tingle travels down your spine
And the pain you sense is mine
I'm screaming
My situation never changing
Listen to your spidey senses
As my chest aches for lost kisses
And my tears are streaming
In the shower that's steaming
And into the void I'm leaning
Hopefully numb
By the time I'm done
I paint a smile
It feels like the green mile
But can you see the tears threating to spill?
And all I ask for is something good for me to feel
It's getting harder to mask what is real
Can you feel my pain?
An empathy link
As I puke into the sink
Are your senses tingling?
Or am I just disturbing?
Waiting for my phone to ring,
Which is a normal thing
Take a picture
And then crop me from the frame
Pain is too hard to tame
All because we lost our flame
And it's hard to say your name
But keep ignoring your senses
My behavior is senseless
I'll keep pretending that your memory is painless
I'll keep walking through life feeling
Heartless
Brainless
After all it's my mess
That's causing my stress
Listen to your spidey sense
YOU ARE READING
Scaps Of Paper
PoetryThis is a small collection of poetry that I myself have written It's nothing more than word vomit Splattered on scraps of paper
