Amanita Mary
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2006
- Messages
- 207
To sleep
is an obstacle
can't stop shaking
vomit spills from my gut
blood-stained sheets
mascara clotted
dripping
from my pale cheeks
stomach still convulsing
lipstick smear
smoke a cigarette
try to asphyxiate
thoughts with smoke
nothing works
still shaking
in the sheets
on the soggy pillow
drenched
with uncertainty
i cant prove anything
neither can blood
or mirrors
or vomit
each time you see me
im closer to death
sixty seconds a minute
im closer
i have split
my heart into three
a piece for me
as for you
and yet another
for you to step on
its alright
what's left will work
tangled in my sheets
i aim to protect
and never again
myself ill lend

is an obstacle
can't stop shaking
vomit spills from my gut
blood-stained sheets
mascara clotted
dripping
from my pale cheeks
stomach still convulsing
lipstick smear
smoke a cigarette
try to asphyxiate
thoughts with smoke
nothing works
still shaking
in the sheets
on the soggy pillow
drenched
with uncertainty
i cant prove anything
neither can blood
or mirrors
or vomit
each time you see me
im closer to death
sixty seconds a minute
im closer
i have split
my heart into three
a piece for me
as for you
and yet another
for you to step on
its alright
what's left will work
tangled in my sheets
i aim to protect
and never again
myself ill lend

