[baktwrdmourning]: 590.Book.Poem

Close Your Eyes
Can you look at me and not break
Another glance and will you give up
Pretend that I’m not worth your time
We’ll trade roles I’ll act like you don’t bother me
And I can break your heart

My walls are falling
And I’m struggling to keep
My neck above the rising tides
But you don’t ever look my way
You just close your eyes

You know her heart’s rotting
I can feel the decay and so can you
Does it still feel like satin or is it dust
Because you still hold her like she’s made of gold
And she’s eating you apart

My idols are toppling
Off of their god forsaken pedestals
And I have no one to look to
But you don’t ever look my way
You just close your eyes

Turn around again, spin her
She’ll never kiss and tell you anything
Did you think she was so much smarter
That she’d know everything that you’re worth
She’s everything you’re not

My walls are falling
And I’m struggling to keep
My neck above the rising tides
But you don’t ever look my way
You just close your eyes
You just close your eyes


Give Me Something
Do the strings that make your fingers bleed
Replace the nightmares that make your head spin
Do the calluses offer a degree of protection
From the demons that disturb your dreams

Tell me if you’re always going to be haunted
Always hunted and alone and fearlessly feared
Cause I’m going to want to know if this is as
Close as I’ll ever get to knowing you well

Socially challenged and agoraphobic
Sick, twisted, loved by all and you wanted me
The cords wrapped around your neck connecting you to home
Do these white washed walls keep the skeletons in your closet?

Tell me if you’re always going to be haunted
Always hunted and alone and fearlessly feared
Cause I’m going to want to know if this is as
Close as I’ll ever get to knowing you at all

You’ve been strapped down and back and everywhere in between
And I wonder if I was really worth chewing through the straps for
Was I really worth leaving the medication behind and descending
Into your phobias that you claim don’t exist but I see the chain of smoke

Tell me if you’re always going to be haunted
Always hunted and alone and fearlessly afraid
Cause I’m going to want to know if this is as
Close as I’ll ever get to knowing you at all

All it takes is you telling me it was worth the freedom
Worth the escape and dirt and wire
All it takes it you telling me I’ve cured your melancholy
And I’ll never go away