Scattered
My thoughts are so deafening I’m surprised you can't hear them
My mouth is deceiving and I wish I couldn't move it
The purple matte lipstick on my lips matches my hair and they symbolize my mental
While I’m drowning, the water dilutes the sound
So I will not use my voice to communicate when I fall
The halls are closing in on me as I’m walking down them
The street is twisting around me like a wave when my feet hit the pavement
The moments that seize us incite me
The moments that hold me wish that god had pitched a fishing line to my body and just kept reeling
I’m not going to let you add more weights to my body
I will not change
But I might have a toxic taste
The mask over my face is unnecessary if I claim I am shameless
But my shame is seeping through the mask
And dripping down onto the floor
Whose puddle of shame does this belong to?
Describe yourself in one word
I’m scattered
I got my limb, my mind, and my heart
Floating 5 feet away from my body
I’m sorry to my mommy
Because I don't know a damn thing about feelings
This poetry game is my boxing ring
I clench my pencil with my iron fist
And strike the paper like a bat and a ball
And rub lotion in the crack of the poems bones to make it run smoother
I’m tenaciously holding onto my life as if I’m hanging by a thread
Because I am
I’m fighting so hard I’m like an animal foaming at the mouth
I’m sweeping broken pieces of me off the floor And I’m gluing myself back together
I don't think you'd approve of the way I treat my rhyme lines
Because I don't share them and that somehow makes me an under dog
I was agnostic until I realized I’m my own dog spelt backwards
But do I truly believe that?
I let religion bang at my door
I broke the light so they don't know that I’m not home
Instead I sit in a ditch and let the flap of a dove bring me peace
And I undo my brains braid to try to understand myself
I ask “Why does a little poke to my heart make me keel over in pain?”
I got my problems wrapped in a cigarette and I’m inhaling it
I'll let my cigarette burn to the filter so it can live its life to the fullest
How thoughtful am I?