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