Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
F- -K
"F- -K off!"
The words echoed in my mind,
Curdling like soured milk.
I hide away the pain
And disfigurement that
Simple crude words have
Afforded me.
I leave the situation
Split from seam to seam,
Stitches ripped away.
My tears came hot
From embarrassment,
And slide gingerly down my face.
I hide away in shadows now,
Too fearful of the light.
They'd all see the shame
Festering upon my face.
The words come to haunt me,
It is all I can do to vomit them away,
And still they are whispered to me in dreams.
5-26-11
The words echoed in my mind,
Curdling like soured milk.
I hide away the pain
And disfigurement that
Simple crude words have
Afforded me.
I leave the situation
Split from seam to seam,
Stitches ripped away.
My tears came hot
From embarrassment,
And slide gingerly down my face.
I hide away in shadows now,
Too fearful of the light.
They'd all see the shame
Festering upon my face.
The words come to haunt me,
It is all I can do to vomit them away,
And still they are whispered to me in dreams.
5-26-11
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