12-6-17
Glass edges draw me sweet,
Till I'm all red, glowing like string light.
And I let you win like it's easy.
I give in,
Give you what you want.
Walk over hot rocks for you,
To give you little shards of belief.
You see,
As much as I despise you,
We're not all that different.
I know insanity,
You poured it to me
Like orange juice.
Like vodka and a chaser.
Mama I met a sinner,
Sleeps in my room every night
And fills the walls with secrets.
Mama I met a saint,
Hides behind everything
And fills the walls with water.
Mama I met god
Mama I met the devil,
And they're both inside of me,
Fighting to be first.
Reason is worth,
And I watch myself from higher up,
Pacing around and around-
Please don't tell them.
You step in with a smile,
That cuts me,
While I wish I could cut it
All the way across,
Ear to ear like he says,
So nobody would be fooled.
Nobody would think those stained teeth
Made a dime in reason.
Mama I'm sicker than hell,
I don't expect you to answer,
Yet you're always on the other end of the line-
Finish finish finish,
Nothing in the world could take me from this.
I am made up of wounds,
To the point there are more holes
Than unsevered space-
And I deal.
⁃ (m.m)
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