0.
st ret ch those lips into a smile
(B)i(T)e into that delicious s k i n
show us it's gonna be all right
'cause
the Boy Who Wasn't There
shows no sign of approaching his fairy-tale end

1.
She sits at her computer, staring at words
comprehending the pain, not the meaning.
Sometimes she wants to
rip rip rip and
tear tear tear,
but she's confined herself inside a cage,
so that she can get what she wants.

2.
But how scared she is inside.
How much she cries at night.

3.
She could better believe in better things,
if there were better things shown
to better her view of the world.

4.
Look there, a tear escapes her eye.
But it is dark inside the room,
no one sees so no one can care
and she's left wondering if its worth it.

5.
Hands trembling, she is dancing on the edge
of something dangerous and rather petty,
something that shouldn't be
taken lightly.
But it is, because no one knows how to
handle it.

6.
Her skin must be shed (somehow
someway – save me) and her heart must be
shattered
broken
mutilated
pulverized
anything to make it stop working.

7.
She gets up from the computer,
liquid crystal melting from her eyes
faces the darkness of an empty room
and goes to her bed,
where she lays beside the Boy Who Wasn't There.

8.
Because there she finds the comfort she is longing for,
empty though it is.