for the unfulfilled twenty-something

They told us we were finite

Vain and selfish and difficult to love

But that can't be true

I've found infinity in your tired eyes

Stay home and write love songs to ourselves

Learn to hurt in new ways

Quiet ways

Love furiously and wildly

Hate evenly and silently

Over-medicated-under-rested-over-worked-under-fed

Pull up the skirt that's slipped low on your skinny hips

Rip off the half broken false nails and 

Wipe the blood from your broken glass heels as you pour out another glass

Drink it. Then another another another another

Draw on your war paint thick and brave

To stumble into the night

Bury your head in the sand

Spill your words with a clumsy tongue

Give away that love for free that you worked so hard for

So hard

Tell yourself you're young and free

As you dance and touch and sweat

As your alarm buzzes at six AM

As your head is spinning fast and heavy

As you're skipping breakfast to catch the bus

(so you tell yourself anyway)

Cover up that bruise and brush away the vomit on your breath

Run from that body you sleep next to at night

Run from your parents, warm love and suffocating heat

Run from a world that demands you grow up, ten years too early

Oh, child.

Pick up your pieces and pull yourself together

Shine on and shine bright young love

It's alright

It's all alright

It's all alright

It'll all be alright soon

Reviews

[BLACKBEARD]

well written poem, i enjoyed reading it. keep up the good work