Sometimes
my words
are so
savage
I even
surprise
myself
It’s like
the page
I must
ravage
With no
care at
all for
yourself
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Sometimes
my words
are so
savage
I even
surprise
myself
It’s like
the page
I must
ravage
With no
care at
all for
yourself
There’s
so much
power,
In the
scissors
you wield,
It really
makes me
worry.
One slip
of your
hand,
A snip
or two
unplanned,
And I won’t
be going out
in a hurry.
Why
do you
write
these
poems
He
said
If
you’re
not
going
to show
everyone?
Because
these
words
are
my life
She
said
They
are
not
for
just
anyone
Feeling
the
tensionIn
the
airHe
daren’t
mentionYour
thinning
hair…
I let
myself
down
today
When I
let you
inside
my head
I wish I
could
just let
you go
And let
myself
enjoy life
instead
I’ll be here
to catch you
when you fallAnd I’ll be here
to push you
back down tooTrapped in
our own
vicious cycleStuck together,
forever,
like glue
You
are
such
an
unbelievable
cuntYour
behaviour
has
been
just
vileI
wish
you
nothing
but
unhappinessAnd
a
life
spent
in
exile
I’ve walked
along
this road
before
Feeling
lonely
and
insecure
At least
this time
I know
for sure
You
cannot
hurt me
anymore