My chest never stops hurting
Even when the heart has stopped beating
The relentless feeling
of a never ending pain

and the days drag
                                                          one

                                 by

                                                          one

My feet are rooted to the ground
Even as the vines dry
The flowers don't grow here any more

I haven't seen the sun for weeks
Even when my eyes are open

I seem
               to
                      be
             falling
straight

down

These tears weren't here before
And neither were you
Who are we?
And where have we seem to gone?

Fill me back up
Bait the hook
and lure me into your world
Abuse me

Fuck this shit up,
Like you've always wanted to
I'm your wildest dream
You sick fantasy

And so I fall
straight
down
down
down
down
I down the last bottle

And you take me in
Pin me down
Straddle
ride
Taking advantage
of my poor judgment

"Fuck me baby…. I know you want to."

Perhaps,
You know me to well
The roof of my mouth
To the tip of zipper
As you pulled it down

ravage me
Take from me
Bleed me

Back on my feet
The roots whither and dry
And I am seemingly on my way
You coil in the fabric
Turning into an angel by 'morn

It rained
pouring
down
down
down
down

Purifying my crown
As I looked up
The sun shown again
But I turned away
Before god could cleanse me dry

Poor soul
Don't cry anymore.

-Andrea Garza

 

this poem can also be seen on my deviantart:

http://punkstatikstar.deviantart.com/art/Bait-the-God-92046280

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