What is this?, by Caitlin_Californication
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What is this feeling?
I thought I'd forgotten how to do that.
My cheeks are damp and my eyes sting,
Since when does a tough girl cry?
What is that sound?
I thought that I'd gone deaf.
My heart is pounding in my ears,
Since when is it ok for you to leave?
What is your name?
I thought you looked familiar.
My throat closes up when you spoke,
Since when did you speak to me like that?
What is that smell?
I thought I saw black smoke rising.
My nose flares and burns,
Since when was fire ever so foul?
What is this scar?
I thought I remembered all your mars.
My fingers trace the cold, white lines,
Since when did you need blood as a release?
What is your taste?
I thought it was cigarettes and coffee.
My tongue slide around your mouth,
Since when did you kiss like this?
What is this place?
I thought it looked different around here.
My fingers slide into yours,
Since when is here where you call home?
What is that hanging there?
I thought we’d burned our past nooses.
My neck feels the course fibers,
Since when did you deem suicide a right?
What is your problem?
I thought you were going to help me.
My heart is breaking and I’m choking,
Since when did you not love me enough to save me?
Catt |
Posted: 2008-04-16 00:35:10 UTC |
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