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demerol
carve your place in my heart from winter
the day cried bitterly...you escaped my cold kiss
I languish in darkness the sun never set on my passion
stoically I held on to days past...would you return?
whiskey'd and inconsolable my womb remembers just where you fit
Russian roulette of the soul...pull the trigger baby it's my turn again
Demerol dreaming I nod off...click goes the gun
you pulled my wings off to watch me die slow
a disgraced fairy who never made it to the safety of Neverland
suicide would only prove you right
you keep me bound to the night you found me shaken and alone
terracotta mosaics dyed with menstrual blood
my thinly veiled artistry...you never got it
it's what keeps me living day and day out
created from the mucus, cum, and sweat of me
my frailty is there too but you know that all too well
don't pick at the string it will all unravel
my sanity is hanging by a lone lightbulb--
dangling from a hangman's noose
you dare me to jump--
in essence, kicking the chair out from under me
we swallowed our fears with a bottle of vodka
and plummeted back to Earth
where it's your finger itching to pull the trigger--
on my birdsong feelings
it's only in the early mornings
you just don't get it, daddy,
I pray to the gods for an immortal love
hollow dreams keep me living
when you don't really mean it
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