Sunday, September 7, 2014


I hide behind sunglasses
so none of them
can see the pain behind
the eyes... socketless
I always forget to put on
lipstick... or I'm just too lazy
my fingernails peel
but I won't bite them
in nervousness...
I'll chew up my insides
instead... lined with booze
pollute myself with smoke
then chew breath mints
certs... they make you kissable
or so the ad says
I'll cleanse my private
areas with lysol...
or maybe novacaine
to deaden the feelings there
I cry out in rage
but am voiceless...
sunglasses hide so much
of what's going on inside