someone's at the gate

The look on your face was priceless as I slid the pain in unnoticed right between where you feel and where you falter the most.

you want these burdens,
the dead weights of living
desperation, anxiety, malaise
an unwanted late brithday present
i give a gift only for you then
so cherish these twenty one years
do with them whatever you will
i pass this on to you as i leave
for some burdens weren't meant to be

stepping into the haze of newspapers
ink, fibers, letters, type, lies
like any letter from a lover
a daily fee for pages of pain
the world on its knees in the gloom
disastors, tragedy, mark my words
there will be thunderstorms next
sucking thumbs under old blankets
the old securities the only comfort
when days lack anything worth reading

mmm, chaos
broken bottles
messy emotions
we have it all
cracked nails
teary eyes
missed sleep
face costumes
insecurities
fucked up
girl ways

the iron gates are closing
you aren't welcome here at all
the way is blocked to you now
i ate the key for breakfast
with my multi-grain bagel
no places left for you here
the chairs and bed were sold
i walled in the windows
and pretend i don't know you