Sunday, February 5, 2012

Breakdown Waiting

I'm waiting for the breakdown
By blatantly avoiding it
My thoughts are foreshadows
"He's nice. I don't trust him, though."
It is nausea over a date at his house
Nausea over drooling, needy men
I am waiting to unabashedly scream
"What the hell do you want from me?!"
Instead I whisper tears that won't fall
And I try to run from a painful crawl.

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