Asylummn

Hey you with the pretty bedroom eyes,

rain pouring out of them the minute attention breaks.

Trying to find my moment.

Body shutting down along side the weather.

paper shuffling out, flying in the invisible wind.

Friction granting momentum.

so speak slender words.

be careful about the meaning you fill them with.

be ideal, substitute with honey.

Molasses.

Caramel.

Icing.

Rhythmical, slow not so surely.

Stepping backwards.

So please,

I'm in dire need of some affection attention.

If you won't then i can't.

My heart is soft, and abrasion is against the picture.

Your actions currently contradict the reasons i first batted my eyelashes at you.

You've got me lonesome now.

Thin, and lonesome.

So i'll drink my espresso all by myself.

On a park bench.

Reading a book.

Sitting in a sweater.

and i will be waiting,

for the first thing that takes myself from your grasp. .