Seespeaknorhear

SEESPEAKNORHEAR Sew my eyes shut So my tears will dry Cob webs and scars down our arms Gouge out my eyes So I can’t see you with him My winter sky has grown horns My life gives way To all these problems building up A black cloud overhead, and afoot a bed of thornes Three words she will never say In these scars we have earned The greatest lie: “it is all okay” Death machines – a husk that’s hollow In my letters burned Paper-cut veins sewn up Bleed my sorrow Your indifference Illicit sympathy Colors my love as a serpent A mistake Another reprieve An empty promise of tomorrow Poisons my ears I rip them off And cement the holes they leave A voice I will no longer hear Love is no choice in the end. Deaf to all those voices & bladed words All those doubts and fears This story has had enough Bad weather. To the tragic – the chanceless begins This sky is about to birth dusk The letters we never send. A dawn that finally never comes A dawn were we will be together. Hopeless romantic I will shut up Sew up my mouth Blind, deaf, and now dumb. I am reversed two of cups. Am I now done? End. Written Dec. 29th 2014 By Joel Thornton
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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