simplyonfire
she stood quietly beneath the street lamp. it's dark here, as the snow falls down around her. her hair lays coiled beneath a warm scarf she wrapped around herself - not even the knit can keep her warm - little puffs of hot air make the snowflakes in front of her face dance. who's she waiting for? nobody's coming for miles, and yet there she stands.
I've never been bought
nobody ever asked me for something
never been bought out
there's no price on my head
give me this or give me that
you can't ask me for
what you have in mind
there's no set way for me to give you something
I've only got me, myself and I
half the time I don't know
what the words coming out of my mouth will be
what is dripping from my fingers
what is left
cheers to you, you stupidly courageous man. hasn't anybody told you stories? haven't you met my ex boyfriends? you really are silly... cheers.
i believe in you
i was stuck
outside the door
like a cat
waiting to be let in
i believed in everything you said
she laughed when the words dripped from his slimy tongue. "It wasn't me who lied."
sickly sweet
and it sticks
it hurts my arms
my legs
i burn
with fear
it's not soft
it scratches.
i want to throw up
i want to cry
i want to cut myself
i want to laugh
i want to sing
i want to yell
but how you could
hurt someone
so small so beautiful
your own child is beyond me.
I never felt the air weigh more heavily on my skin
than it is right now
it's hot, sticky, sweaty
just nothing falling off of my body
I never wanted anything more than this damp weight
I never wanted anything less than this damp weight
I never wanted this damp weight but it sticks to my skin like arson.
I was supposed to go there today
it rained all morning
who wants to get wet on the beach?
stupid weather
always ruins my plans
i wish we could have gone
stupid weather
stupid rain...
stupid beach.
you held my hand
inside the sand
i've been here and there and everywhere
but you know where i'd like to swim?
i'd like to feel
seaweed arms about my ankles
and i won't scream
and cry like i did when i was six
if they belonged to you
i've loved one beach all my life
and felt one ocean's caress
but to feel the tide in your eyes
around my wrists
would make me drown in your undertow
I laughed because of ocean blue things that held me under, When I was six, I could have sworn it was Nessie, or a shark, dragging me down until I realized that your real fear is not the seaweed slurping and sucking at your toes, but the feeling of never being able to come back up for air just when you need it the most.
never been
swept away
just by
some stupid boy
with hair like seaweed
and arms that hold me close
never been
pulled out to undertow
by a boy with
tidal blue
ocean green
eyes.