Cut it out

One of these days I’ll learn to cut instead of hack
To pull instead of yank
To read the signs and run
Stop when it isn’t fun.

If he’s mean just let him loose.
Just do it. Do it. DO IT !!!

Instead I wait for a change
And in the process become deranged.
Push and poke until they cool
See me as nothing more than fool.
Maybe I need them to hate me
Maybe it’s the only way I’ll cut free.

Because if I love I can’t just stop

No matter how much you deserve the chop.

(C) Slumpless

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All Are Welcome !

I have boundaries made of muslin cloth
Thin, flimsy only useful for wiping drool
I let everyone in and under.
Not so much a boundary as a blanket
All are welcome.
The good, the bad the meaner the better
I’ll keep you warm… ish.
And you’ll lie … with me then to me.
But as the frost sets in you will look for warmer cloth
Blankets made of stronger stuff
One that says enough is enough.
Not mine.
Mine stretches until it snaps.

(C) Slumpless

Bled Blind

I wanted it all in a neat little box
Not scattered about like the remnants of a Christmas popper.
I wished to have dignity and be better this time
Not whine.

It’s all gone wrong you see?
There is no cellotape for this tear
No ribbon to make nice.
Nothing but ice.ice.

No baby.

It’s cold behind your back.
You block out all the sun.
But never mind , soon I will run.
I grow tired of trying to tidy
What am I really fighting for anyway ?
A shrug ? Another lie?
Why do I even try ?
Your veins were thick with it when I met you
I felt no fire.
You are nothing but vampire
And I have been bled blind.
(C) Slumpless

Last Day

Lord grant me nothing as I did not believe
I only came to you when the rains came.
Lord fill me with nothing
Because that’s exactly what I did for you.
Am I so brazen to think that just because I ask you will listen ?
Give and I shall receive?
But I didn’t and don’t.
I wore this life out with not a thought for later
Not exactly a hater
But no great lover either.
The people I cared for , I did so with ease
Certainly not to please.
You.
The good deeds I did were for my own pleasure
Memories I treasure
For me.
Not you.
I did nothing too taxing or grand
Nothing that will change this land
This earth will take me back unchanged by my mark
Not brighter just stark.

So as I call out your name in writhing pain
And ask for release.
Don’t listen. Don’t give me peace.
I’m not a believer, I didn’t pray
It shouldn’t be different on my last day.

(C) Slumpless

Fake it til I break it.

On a day like this I go the extra mile
For a smile

A little more lippy
So you can’t see the pain
You might even think I’m vain.
“Nothing wrong with you , you look fine”

But I’m good at faking it
Years of honing
Toning.
I have it down to a fine art.
I play the part well

To conceal my hell.

So if you see my in the street
Please retreat.
I may seem really cheery
But inside I’m nothing but weary.

(C) Slumpless

Hammer and Fail

There is a crack that knows, no repair.
The final blow before you split.
The one that determines whether you can ever look at each other the same way again

How deep is the ridge left in you?
How fractured is your spirit ?

How can you be the same when altered to your foundations?
Careful my dear.
Your silence is hammer
And it wears me down to nothingness.

(C) Slumpless

Spaghetti Words

Spaghetti words just slip out your mouth
Through your teeth
Oily and filling for those who are willing
They stuck in my guts
A minute on the lips forever in the soul
Or something like that
Either way I’m bloated with them
And I can’t seem to shift this weight

But I’ll do it slowly
This was just a faze
You may be spaghetti
But you are not the Bolognese.

(C) Slumpless