wreck
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If I've fallen
and I can't get up
will you save me?
Will you help me to stay strong?
If I've fallen
off the edge of the earth
will you help me?
Will you tell me
Am I Okay
September 14, 2018 ~ Friday
Kicking, screaming out for help
Sneakers, gloves, here they come
Running through the halls
Another college party, same faces, same games,
Another night she wouldn’t remember, not what she said, not any names,
Her red hair was shiny, and her lips were glossed,
Bleeding because it paints the pictures
so heavily spilled
in my mind.
And seeing the crimson upon my skin
Gives me pain that makes me real.
Crying because
It makes me view
They say your eyes,
When given time,
Become accustomed
To the night.
Though dark and eerie
One great shadow,
Night penetrated
Glows to light.
It is a lie.
A pimple on my cheek
Who cares?
A crack in between my teeth
Who cares?
A hair out of place
Who cares?
A few strech marks across my waist
Who cares?
I love my skin
Do you hate the way that our magnetized timesturn us all to metal shavings-- push and pull--charged eachday to fill up negative spacewith negative attraction?Were you repulsed when polarities
When at a door a common thing
Is to knock your hand on that door.
But is that door meant to be knocked on?
Is your hand meant to knock?
Or is your hand meant to build that door
I see your tears everyday and just want to hold you tight,I hear you when you cry in your pillow every single night,I watch you go to work and whisper I love you in your ear,
