i need help
remembering...
why.
the burn.
the cut
to the bone.
the dry mouth from a
jaw
dropped open
too long.
i erased it
i didn't care
i cared,
wait just a second
hold up just
one
fucking minute..
you suck.
you have no idea
no remorse..
here's the cut
do you want
the burn
too?
i got a carton full
of morton's table
salt..
insecure.
life's fleeting moment
my ass
i was right
just like you were wrong
are
always will be
words speak louder
than actions
silence speaks
louder than compliments
everything got erased
i thought i
wrote it
with a sharpie
saved it to a floppy disk
i could have swore
i wrote it
something..
right?
didn't i?
wasn't there something
worthy
of words?
you are just plain
mean.
