I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.
Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love
You’re horrible, And I hate you. But this is me. I’m the only person That I can’t escape.
