I never saw this ending well from the start.
I'm in the middle of the aisle.
And you have positioned me so that,
I'm stuck there, blocking you,
Unless I do exactly what you want,
and walk to the place where you want me,
but I have a hunch,
and I would like to put it out of my head,
but I don't think,
you really want me there,
just for me,
you want me there for you,
and I can't stand being your
little bridesmade,
I know you're getting married and you want it to be perfect but,
you don't want me there because I'm close to you anymore,
you want me there,
because I was the one thing,
that didn't fit into the place you really wa
C'mon, c'mon,
all it'll take is one one,
c'mon, c'mon,
all that'll happen is it'll be done.
Let's see you bring it out,
and say it was soo,
soooo,
true.
Oh I can see that eye-roll as you read this,
So, so, right,
I can't just freaking say something? For once?
Can't I,
just get this out,
and not have to once again,
cut my foul tongue out?
Perhaps?
C'mon, c'mon,
bring it down and,
choke, choke me,
break me down and,
bring me up to where you,
wanted me to be,
right there,
bruised and broken and
defeated,
just so you could mold me into,
something that you could sit beside you,
and say
"Damn, I did a nice job"
Or...
Drown it.
Drown it with the heaviest song you can think of.
Choke it, kill it.
Shove it under water.
Just silence it quickly,
before it comes up for air,
It was not meant to live.
This world couldn't take it anyway.
Not that it was worth much.
A few sparks here and there,
but it was too foolish, too young.
It really needed to die.
And that song, so serious that it holds your soul to something else.
At least then I can see the light.
It's better than seeing eyes, eyes, eyes.
They're everywhere you look,
even when you're alone in the room.
They'll look right through you.
Only it's real people now,
not just glass eyes,
but it
Drown it.
Drown it with the heaviest song you can think of.
Choke it, kill it.
Shove it under water.
Just silence it quickly,
before it comes up for air,
It was not meant to live.
This world couldn't take it anyway.
Not that it was worth much.
A few sparks here and there,
but it was too foolish, too young.
It really needed to die.
And that song, so serious that it holds your soul to something else.
At least then I can see the light.
It's better than seeing eyes, eyes, eyes.
They're everywhere you look,
even when you're alone in the room.
They'll look right through you.
Only it's real people now,
not just glass eyes,
but it
TO MY CURRENT WATCHERS.
If you wanna see my new stuff, I got a new devart.
~Aprilequinox (https://www.deviantart.com/aprilequinox)
Still might keep a few of my best pieces up here, or upload em' onto the other account.
That's all for now, PEACE!
~AJF
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1. I'm doing a manga for a senior project *shot*
2. I dream vividly and in color (cause apparently that doesn't always happen?) And they are often crack-tastic dreams.
3. I'm a Euro-mutt (German, Austrian-Hungarian, Scottish, Irish, English, maybe some French)
4. I do