Residue

The product of emotionally turbulent period in my life. At least, that's what it looks like.

left to myself I see
what this has made of me
before the end I'll change
another way forward
for another day

old man waiting
dripping blood
couldn't see the lies from
where I stood
fuck it all so I can find
peace in what's left
of my mind

what's left inside is residue
that fucking taste
of the hate you spew
in my mouth and in my brain
it's the residue
it's all that remains

street corner on a dark night
asking strangers for a light
the rain puts out my
cigarette
another bitch I wasn't done with...
yet

(over and over and over and)
one of my little episodes
(over and over and over and)
tell my mind to leave me alone
(over and over and over and)
bird's eye view of me a dot a spot
a nothing no not a lot
(over and over and over and)
not again (again)

what's left inside is residue
that fucking taste
of the hate you spew
in my mouth and in my brain
it's the residue
it's all that remains

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