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I'm Not In The Dictionary
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Only On a Sunday.... You could say, it really doesn't matter what I think...
My half ass logic has gotten thinner these days and I'm getting
exhausted thinking about things over and over over and over
So yes, I am going to speak.
I am not going to shut my mouth and play silent.
My head is only a certain amount of pounds and it cannot hold
the weight I put there, so I let the rest slip off my tongue
Into your ear.
All the while, I am wearing this great big neon sign that says "just crush me"
"free sucker punches"
"and one hell of a good free fuck"
And that is what the mediocre would see. These men and their coke lines, those women with
their "oh Im straight but I want you to touch me" complexes and I
just can't deal with the disappointment any longer
I know that I am almost as good as it gets.
You can't pin me, you can't define me, you can't JUST love me.
And you cannot assume that I could love you.
Believe me, assumptions are very dangerous
That's why you and me and everyone else are always walking around in
those cold, metal suits.
Impermeable to the normal eye, but my eyes put holes in everything.
Even in my own black heart.
Marvy Write
or just a chapter of my life - Lady A
I had almost forgotten about
I had almost forgotten about this poem. I'm so thankful you left a comment, but I hope it really isnt/wasnt a chapter in your life. That kind of anger is just no good. :(
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.