I could have died today
if it hadn't been for sam
As much as I'd like to leave,
there are better ways to die
and what right have I got anyway?
I'd be wasting my grandmother's money
in her efforts to give me an education
money (blood, sweat and tears)
so I wouldn't
f
a
l
l
between the
c r a c k s
cracks, crevices, crevites
emptiness, voids and empty spaces
that's all I've become
this weird hurt/pain,
it's eating me alive
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