When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself ablaze.
Some words are meant to give you the world,
They’re built for support,
full of honesty and truth.
others are filled with nothing but hypocrisy and deceit.
These are the words that hurt.
They scratch their way through your flesh,
all the way past your calcium filled bones and into your deep meaty innards.
Every word shaped sound is meant to die the moment it is spoken,
But these very same words, with their second long lifespan,
They’ll point their fingers.
They’ll mock you.
They’ll haunt you in your sleep.
If you can even get there.
Your mouth filled with smoke, and mine passion.
Stark naked and glistening with sweat,
Your fucking words echo in my ears,
slashing their whips through my skin,
leaving me vulnerable and helpless.
You leave me wanting to eat a single piece of toast,
and crawl under that fucking table i helped you pick.
I’ll crawl there and make it my home,
until my stomach growls once more,
begging for sustenance.
Whether it be the soft, warm bread
or the cold distain in your voice.
Please don’t bother me with your dreams that aren’t really dreams,
Or your bullshit burning love that couldn’t pass for a flickering flame.
When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself ablaze.