A few things I wrote
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Thread Topic: A few things I wrote
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If it takes more muscles to frown than to smile,
Why does it hurt when I try to be happy?
My face begins to feel numb from grinning all day,
But if it's for their sake, its okay
(Its not okay.) -
(warning for a little gore)
I wish I was born in the future, with 5 minute brain surgeries because doctors learned to pop the skull open on a hinge.
I go in on appointment day, the waiting office empty save for one other and the aloe veras. My operation has been approved for removing "unwanted feelings".
Your three-o-clock is here, the secretary calls to the back, and rushes me in. Down to business, no time to waste.
The bright-eyed doctor shines a light in my eyes, with comforting words and how-are-yous every minute. It wont be scary at all, he says, and I believed it.
Because with a big pair of scissors, he'd already cut away that part of my brain. Snip goes away the paranoia.
I tell him I'm sad, sad that my feelings are going away. He tells me don't worry, I'll take care of that. Snip goes away the depression.
Snip goes away the anger.
Snip goes away my memories of you. Snip, snip, snip.
I hear words, meaningless garbled noise that feels like static to my head. He said something I couldn't understand.
I hear scratching, as the metal scrapes against bone. There's nothing but red, and the echoes of a near empty skull. I feel nothing, and nothing of you.
And now I'm sure that this is true happiness. -
If all the world was a stage, all the actors should get fired.
Nobody sticks to the script I made. Nobody does their jobs.
Nobody wants to play along, except for me.
I'm the heroine. I'm the leading role.
Where's my good ending, the princess that the bad guys stole?
Look at her, atop the evil tower. She looks so cheery.
What the hell, she's supposed to be teary!
I say: Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair-
No, she just cut it. The strands float in the air.
She doesn't need it. She doesn't want to be saved.
To me, her heroine, she just waved.
The villain has won. The princess is his.
This isn't in the script. None of it is.
Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Why is this happening?
f--- this. -
Band-aids for the pain,
band-aids for the pain,
band-aids for the pain to go away
scrape a knee and cut some skin
and band-aids come to save the day
trip and fall into the mud
and mom brings back some alcohol
but it doesn't make the pain go away at all
it burns, it stings, an endless symphony
of needles in your skin
it hurts, forever and ever and ever
and then it stops, and the band-aid goes on
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