sharp teeth
sharp teeth/ underneath/ needles in my skin/ its seeping in/ its crawling sin/ its carwling down/ & busitng out/ bursting out/ at the seems/ so it seems/ because push has finally come to shove/ & we are on opposite ends/ of htis tug of war rope/ we reach/ we grope/ for a better handhold/ foothold/ & we'r told/ to stay in line/ & pull/ just pull/ but its nothing that i havent said before/ its nothing more/ than push come to shove/ & ur pulling me/ pushing me/ wearing me down/ we'r hitting the ground/ at the same time/ but on opposite ends/ different shores/ we fought different wars/ buts its a battle we'r both losing/ fingers bruising/ from the rope/ as we reach/ as we grope/ for a better handhold/ foothold/ & we'r told/ to get back in line/ to mind the time/ to concentrate on the rhyme/ but ignore the music/ keep ahold/ like im told/ but im watching u/ hitting the ground looking around/ in dismay/ at the disarray/ of life/ & war/ & the tug of the rope/ that lies slack on the shore/ so close to the ocean/ so far from the sky/ dont ask me why/ just pick up the rope/ & reach/ & grope/ for a better handhold/ foothold/ & do as ur told/ & get back in line.
black & blue bruised
u sucked out all my bodily fluids/ u sucked me dry/ u took my blood/ & it hurt so bad/ but i couldnt even cry/ because u ahd sucked me dry/ & taken my tears/ u pumped my veins clean/ & put it all on the table/ u gave it all a lable/ u labeled me/ u sorted me out/ into blood & tears/ into hopes & fears/ & u read my whole story/ it was spread out before me/ u sifted me out of me/ & then u put me back in/ mangled & tangled & torn & used/ u took me out/ & looked me over/ then u pumped me back in/ i felt misused/ my blood felt bruised/ alien inmy body/ alien inmy veins/ not flowing free/ as it should be/ but fighting back the acrid acid/ that u put back into me/ fighting back the bausea/ because u subpumped my stomach/ with a vacuum cleaner/ u sucked out my insides/ while i screamed in pain/ but could not cry/ then u looked at the shell of me/ & saw what i could really be/ when u stripped me clean/ when u stripped me down/ when u stripped me dry/ when u took away/ the ink that flowed through my veins/ that flowed in my blood/ black & blue bruised/ u read me like some book i had written/ written in ink/ or black & blue blood/ u pawed through me/ into me/ until i didn even know me/ or want me/ or what was once me/ back in me/ because it had been touched by u/ u had seen thru/ & now u knew/ everythign i thought i had hidden/ safe within me/ where no one could see/ not even me/ especially me/ because i didnt want to see me/ spread out before me/ all on the table/ all sorted and labeled/i thought i had hidden my blood away/ where no one could read it/ unless they subpumped my stomach/ & sifted my soul/ & now im flowing thru a funnel/ a funnel made of me/ flowing from me/ back into me/ where i cant see. |
