Smiling Faces and Endless Riots

Slashed through and unraveled like ribbon.

Keep me tied up, keep my stomach in knots.

I’m strung out all over the place. Keep me tied up please.

 

And the next time you think about what you’re doing.

Do me a favor and don’t say a word.

Sometimes I can’t take it, it was better when you understood.

 

Keep me at arms length and I’ll hold your hand

I’ll hold it so tight that we both start to bleed

It’s better than nothing, but I’ll never be everything.

 

Just lie down and go to sleep.

I swear I won’t turn around I just need to

Let my own head rest because it never stops yelling at me.

 

I just need some peace and quiet,

Smiling faces, and endless riots

Please never stop talking or this silence will swallow me whole.

 

I keep my fist in my back pocket

So I never forget, when my knuckles are bleeding,

I’m just a ghost and honestly it doesn’t mean anything.

 

And no matter what, I won’t take it out.

No I won’t knock him out, I’ll just run into the streets

Headaches and lost hands, useless words and tangled feet.

 

Stop flying where I can’t reach you.

I can’t help but look up at those beautiful wings

And feel the scars on my back from the last time I crashed into you 

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"I keep my fist in my back pocket
So I never forget, when my knuckles are bleeding,
I’m just a ghost and honestly it doesn’t mean anything.

And no matter what, I won’t take it out.
No I won’t knock him out, I’ll just run into the streets
Headaches and lost hands, useless words and tangled feet."

~ it's impossible to comment on poetry as beautifully moving and heartfelt and earnest as this... magically poignant work... so real... and yet so surreal...