3:24 a.m. - 2009-08-25
violet and indigo
dont forget the ghost inside,
(dont forget the voice inside)
the girl you try to smother
the ones that gets you into trouble
violet, car wreck,
watcha gonna do with it?
with all the things now said
can't take it back or undo it
she must be crazy, they call it
illness, to make it
containable, nameable
and dismissable
my body aches from intrusions
i choke up the question
how could you let him do this to me?
and how can things get so fucked up and dirty?
and surely, there must be some way
to have something different, something more
but it must come with honesty
the fucked up truth
it must come unedited and real
and as is
i know how to lie to myself
i feel guilty for no reason
i lie to myself to avoid further guilt
but there is no reason
(lover take my hand
tell me it'll all be alright
the world's not so wrong
you'll hold me tonight)
violet rips through the safety
of the prison cell, she is a
furious ghost, uncageable
she ruins city in wreckage
and carnage and she is like a storm
this trouble troubled girl
this disaster
this other
look, at her
babydarling, she's like a beautiful
doll and i can love her
i can take care of her where others
wouldn't
the sweet destruction of sunrise and sunset,
the indistinguishable parts of the day