cry dry tears and wet me to the skin

i walk the roads that sisters once walked, a breadcrumb trail remains and the wind gently fill my pockets with the dust and the memories that rises from the shoes on my feet. i wish so hard the wounds were bound up. keep your castle in my sandbox. build it up and then you can burn it down. everynight i lay in bed and pray for the skies to untwine this wire im wrapped around... you know it. doctors know it. parrots and crows know it. i don't want you running in my veins no more. however you love me too bad. you love to keep me spinning sideways round and round, keep me feeding love from your hand.. how many times do i have to say to get away, get gone i dont wanna go down like the sunlight every evening. you just can't fade my paintings away and cut the kids in half like they were made of newspaper. you know it. doctors know it. parrots and crows know it. gosh, i'm sick and tired of my bitterness. everythings already sunken anyway.




good night, my love
remember me as you fall asleep.

rubie stone at 7:09 PM, 2 microdots