I don’t know why most of the poetry or lyrics I write are either really sappy romantic or angry, but they are. So here’s a bit of writing that I did last week.
Behind your teeth that forked tongue will flick
And between your ribs that stone heart will fall.
You drag the rest of us behind you
Like the anchor at the bottom of the ocean
During the storm.
Just bring us close
And then push us away
Because you’re too much of a coward
To see all our pain.
Break my hands
And leave the artist to wallow in shame.
Blinding us with your smile
You lead us away
Into the night.
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