Teeth Marks:
How dare you try to down size
The biggest parts of me.
You control nothing and
I won't let you hang me with
The vices you've made for yourself.
Because I'm clawing and teeth marks,
Scraping my way viciously
To the top even with bleeding knees.
Bleeding knees that don't kneel for you.
~J.K.M.
Look At The Mess:
Look at the mess you've made.
With me hanging in the balance
Of your collateral.
A sip here, a chug there,
Broken friends, wobbly knees
And wet eyes on the bathroom floor.
A bottle between us in the bathtub.
Look at the mess you've made
Because I'm being hanged by your mistakes
And I just want to fucking breathe again.
~J.K.M.
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1. An Implication (Poetry)
PoetryPoetry for humanity. A collection of thoughts. An array of poetry displayed in raw light. "For what it's worth, not even words can explain the complications in ones head." ~J.K.M.
