words

Words.

I never really took the time to acknowledge them,

or how yours in particular tend to stick to me,

although,

they`re just words, i know,

they`re just words from a host, some ignorant ghost- 

but why

i have to know. 

they tend to seep out of you now,

like the jar is full to the top and over flowing, 

there's no room to bottle up any more,

I have difficulty explaining this but if your words

were like your saliva, they would drool from your mouth to the floor

and I don't want to force myself to love a liar any more,

i don't want to shatter that mirror to see whats behind it this time,

I'm always defending people 

and I don't know why,

because the same people just coming in and out, 

taking a piece of me and filling the hole with doubt.

so i wont let anyone in anymore,

want to know why?

because this time and every other time, 

i let them in and showed them who i am inside,
then they set loose a jar of wasps in my chest where they stood

knowing I wont be alright

i wont ever be alright.
even if i think i could.

if words were cards, 

you would always pull a full house, 

because you already hold the upper hand

every last name you called me was something i already knew,

but only ever stuck, manifested, got infected and killed my ability to feel anything

and i've told you a thousand times,

and i've written hundred rhymes ever since it began scare me,

im afraid they'll win

i'm afraid ill do myself in.

Reviews

[Richard]

very touching :)

[Sami Khalil]

"they`re just words,

they`re just words from a host,

but why

why, i have to know.




they tend to seep out of you now,

I have difficulty explaining this but if your words"
Lovely words and poem...:)