Check Yourself Before You Wreck Someone Else

Coming down from it felt so wrong. Like being stuck on the wrong end of a jump cable. He came in and talked to me, made feeling surface, made butterfly's trapped inside. There was nothing wrong until everything was wrong. It all came crashing down like the shelf you didn't install correctly. All of a sudden everything was different. And I was scared of you. But it will pass. This feeling of self loathing and unhappiness. I'll maybe someday find that person who's just a broken and lost as I am. Or maybe I'll fix and find my way. 

Tiny Little Hidey Hole

Would you hide me away in the movement and breathing. Hide me in a hole and never let me see the harmful sun. Keep me in a tiny space to keep the darkness out. Light it up. Make no more room. Keep it calm and cool. Hide the sharp and hard. Keep me safe and warm. Let the nights lights guid us through the streets. Children of the stars waiting to be set back, like a ring missing the jewel. Tiny dancers flinging across the streets, painting the black and bleak with colour and loveliness. Take me deep in that hidey hole. Never let me out.

Cute Little Slut

But what if they were just who they needed to be, and when I came in I changed them an they lost that sorta part that knows how to deal on their own. And what if when I change I don't know I take it with me. Or realize how much I do take with me. But what if it's the other way around? And in that miss and down and hard there's someone else in their life. And slow, oh so slowly the life slides inward and grows around the insides of this now sick sick body. What if the infection of an infectious mind end is insanity in a crazy place? What if when those who sleep on ceiling fans and roof tops end where they start. What if these dreams that are meant to be secrets come out and up and crash. End us with a down and out life left. What if we stay. Stay the nice girls and boys and never change, sit under a rock and hold our beloved toys close. Never grow. Never go...