Friday, November 24, 2017

you're no friend of mine

i keep waking up at one excepting a sunrise
instead of headlights bouncing off of bedroom blinds

i'm afraid i lost my only good quality last night
and it's stuck in my head again

you told me i looked good with
fingers riddles with paper cuts
covered up carelessly with silver rings
so that's all i wear anymore

soaking wet hair matted against my scalp
because you couldn't be bothered to dry it

another drop in the bucket
and the liquid runs deep
and it burns like lighter fluid when it hits my skin

heavy eyelids i just want to rip off
pick off my eyelashes one by one

i heard there's a chance at an afterlife
and here i am stuck between thoughts of them

you're no friend of mine
you're no friend of mine













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