the lies are rolling off your tongue like vomit,
acid & bile & words like bullets i can't forget --
if you can deny denial then i can (do anything).

the past flies closely by, so i reach but it's
not there anymore. yesterday was always too early
while tomorrow will be too late, you say -- that
leaves us with today, which is dead by now anyway.

my tongue is drowning in the expanse of my fear,
shoved up in my throat so it hurts when i speak.
my goodbye got swallowed by the swirling dark
increase, until silence is my new (old)
best friend again - metallic, sleek & cold.

my mother says i'm her worst little mistake, an
error committed because the condom broke. my
father says he wishes he'd never come back
home, and i say this isn't (my) home so i run
away and the sidewalk says welcome.

the sky breeds misfortune and brooding black
stormclouds. the streetlight flickers whenever i
approach -- apparently i destroy things without
ever meaning to. so the stars sing hushed lullabies
when the beauty of those far,
far away constellations is my last consolation,

but there are days when it feels like i'll never get out.