tonite
it's like every other night
every tonight
but i pray anyways
bent over in front of my mirror
because i like the way i listen to myself
it helps me to believe
that someone is listening, here
beside me
besides you

i jot down lines about life and its worth
giving birth to the idea that maybe
death is something i won't be able to swallow
so i wallow and bathe in it
till i'm up to my waist in it
washing over me
my heart quicken it's pace
the anenomes stining my face
my blood is beginning to race

the ocean knows how but not why
just like you and i
it clings
it won't let go
till it smothers us both
and, well...
you know just how i feel
and all about the things
you know i won't tell
like how i felt like
dancing to our discord
our waves, out of sync
cancelling out "us"
but i'll be honest
i'm tired of metaphors
like when i said "I want to paint the sky a picture of you"
it wasn't because i love you
or because i think you look good in the light
it's because it's catchy
and you can picture me, painting a picture of you
or something
for the sky, that is

still
i've spent days
on my knees, in front
of that same mirror, practicing
what i would say
when it could be said
hours of time better spent
sleeping, drinking, being
living life in
fast-forward
waiting for the end
so i can watch the re-run
the caffiene and nicotine breaks
to get me through the scary parts
and while i sift through what's left
i realize i'm alone
because you changed the channel
a long time ago
and you're gone by the time
i've finished the credits

so once again, i'm left alone
to pick up the pieces
a D-I-Y guru, it seems
with the task of reassembling
whatever isn't broken
whatever didn't get lost
under my fridge

i laugh at it, sometimes
my life, with the missing bits
because you always said it's
best to laugh when you have
nothing else to do


I consider this a WIP
C&C Demanded!!!!

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