jjustbareboness:
just listen. please.
On the porch, she will sit, light another cigarette, and take a sip of anything that makes it right. She’s outside, trying to hide from the fight just inside, where her mom and her dad destroy each other and on the phone she will call every boy, yeah, one and all. They will touch her in all the right places. And in her room, she will slide down the bed and try to fly, and she will fall once again for the feeling and as he grabs her brown hair, she is faking that the feeling he gives her is real as the floor underneath the bed is breaking she will finish what she starts with “i love you.” so from her head to her toes, nervous hands and runny nose, all of this just for one night of feeling and in her ears she will hear all the things that hide her fears of dying young and making plans for the future. and all the marks on her arms symbolize a fractured heart and all the boys that were smart left her alone so from the roof, she will fly 15 feet down the side of the house where she once was happy yes it’s true, she’s aware that she is breaking and it’s true, she can’t do anything well in her blue underwear she is thinking how in jesus’ precious name she got here well it’s sad but it’s true she is ending but for now, she will pray for some wings on a black cadillac she is landing hard yet her parents’ biggest worry is the car
