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Author: Second-Hand-Screamo
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 5 - Published: 01-13-06 - Updated: 01-13-06 - id:2088899

I need to forget...

I need to get out for a little while

Step out of my skin into something new

Leave it all behind

So I walk down the line with my small silver tube

And play on the way in the snow

And forget everything and everyone I know

It's so peaceful and quite in a blizzard's haze

I miss the days of staring at nothing all day and dissapearing

I miss the time when I couldn't hear it all

The arguments over who owns me

The comments over my head when they think I'm sleeping

The whispered regrets and half-assed attempts and covering up a lie

I want to be deaf

I want to forget

I want to move out of my life and my body and my heart and my soul and my mind

The best description of me by far

Was spoken in another room

At a house I've lived in before

When I'd passed out and punched out for hours on end

With complete trust in my friend's fear that he'd be found out if I was found

He looked right through me as he walked by

And forgot the way we used to lock eyes and muffle each other's voices

He said "Who's the dead girl on the couch?"



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