A headless face
A headless face
She fell in love
and then went insane.He'll try to help
and take the blame.
She'll cry and cry
Never feel againWhat he wants
she cannot give
What she wants
he cannotsupply.
why?
Cry.
No,
I
wipe my tears and bat my eyes.
The way you thought
I should last night.But everyone's done laughing.
I hope everyone is done clapping
because the show is over its time to break
back into pieces
maybe make,
some poetry
to get called fake.Yes.
That's exactly it.
I want to hurt
and throw a cry baby fit.Temper tantrums turn to
shit.Cause they don't matter anyways.
She waits to die now,
any day.Anyways.
I'm sorry for the
way I make remarks.
And hide so long
my home is dark.But I can see, just no one else.
It's okay. I'm by myself.
YOU ARE READING
(BASKET CASE)
Poetry"One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple." -Jack Kerouac