Claim You Love Me
Exhausted and used
Still I refused
To believe you lied
Although I have tried
Weathered and worn
My heart and soul torn
Yet all I want of you
Is to remain true
Battered and scared
Altogether unprepared
For this heartache
You chose to make
Silence bred tears
As I released fears
Nights on the phone
When I bought your tone
Tonight you have not called
I guess I am appalled
Though I should not be
For many claimed they loved me
Just Another Day
Another bomb dropped today
I can tell you when and where
And I can swear that I care
But I’ve never been there
And I’m still brushing my hair
My hands are connected at the wrist behind my back and I’ll never let this one go
There’s just one more tear falling to the floor and my head is crammed full of a rainbow
I let go too soon again
There is one less reason to wake up
One more reason to sleep in
Another dead
One more dying
And they want me to teach a speech class
To students that assume the sun will rise another day
Whose greatest worry is whether or not there are any Eggos left in the freezer
Then he walks in with his red hair and grin
He emancipated himself from a foster system
that drops children like bombs on sands of empty parents
who view their young people as just another paycheck
ladder leaning next to sign
white around the window edge
peeling back reveals more
than the wooden blinds will
more sepia tone than a stark white
the stucco supports the ladder
left to rest
after it served as long as it could
held as many as it could
the sun setting provides
just enough light
for the sloppy paint spot
to be visible
Deaf girl walking by
interprets the splotch
as an intentionally painted
handshape
I Love You
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