Saturday, September 08, 2012

Where is the freaking OFF switch?

I wanted to write many things here
but they all sound contrived, too personal or out right stupid.


it came out of nowhere
burning all in its wake
even the laughter hidden in corners

i tried to rein it in
hold it tight to my bosom
but it scorched me alive

words spilled
like a broken pearl necklace
were left unpicked

but the rage lives on
unspoken -
a silent acid stream