you try so hard to fill your holes with men or pieces of men to fill the need you have only part of a whole your lingering self far from satisfies looking inward I don't want to know where you are don't care to share my pieces of you with someone else return the loan reluctantly and walk away dejectedly without a backward glance ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ lying in bed the gate clicks shut and footsteps down the hall a light in the kitchen leads the way for a welcome guest who's come to call staring at the ceiling the shadows in the rain focus on the good things don't think about the pain the moment gone again another night alone another boy gone wandering searching for another hole so wrap your dreams up tightly hold them to your heart lie awake and wonder when your standards fell apart ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ pictures painted with solemn words no insincerity to be heard but your serious face and smiling eyes are at odds though you try to sell your story so you will know just how far I will go before I laugh and shake my head in disbelief of what you said not caring if your story's true I'm hopelessly in love with you then you laugh and smile at me you're everything I want to be ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ blue eyes pierce soundlessly before... they dive recklessly back into mine they linger there and I hold his stare doing the best that I can just to remain by myself in my brain but I feel him seep in and it's too late again he's inside me once more and I can feel it before... I tear my eyes away ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ vocal chords snapped like dry twigs ending the nasal entourage silencing the ignorant blah blah blah just shut the fuck up won't you? just chill the fuck out don't you wonder what you sound like from the outside? quit talking shit and making noise you're driving us all insane just stop running your mouth and banging your gums give my ears a break ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ raped emotions hang in tatters merely mocking a gaping wound bruised and battered pieces shattered all that's left is a memory of what I felt with all my heart before these feelings fell apart and were abused as none should be dismantling that part of me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
wow. ok, they're all really really good! erm, the first one i kind of empathise with, the whole hole situation. i like the iomagery of being in the bed and the gate clicking shut. you've creatied an effective setting. and oh the blue eyes one, tis very true.
