I chew the slivers of broken dreams
Till my teeth scrape and my gums bleed
Still I chew it hard into a mush
Still I smile as I swallow that slush
It never gets better with time
Each mouthful bitter than last
But the dog in me is relentless
It keeps chewing like a bastard
The times when it's tough to swallow
When the insides have become hollow
Only a void where something used to be
Beaten free from the desire to be free
This morning I took another mouthful of dreams
To chew all day as I sit in this chair
High on the fumes that make my eyes tear
I am not even here.
Not even here
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