UNTITLED - Josh (27. 05. 2009)
i talk in my sleep, shiver n sweat
i wake to a gunshot inside my head
my face is pale, i'm barely there
i sink to the floor in my underwear
crawl into the shower,
and run it on hot
all that i was and all that i'm not
i paint the walls with the blood of my man
i don't do enough but i do what i can
it seemed to be how it was written
horror scenes and indecision
can't avoid the rule or notion
our lives run on perpetual motion.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.