converse shoes
2001



My heart hung on my sleeve
for all the world to see
brought on by inconsiderate means
 your pain strained on your face
 tears fall unevenly to the floor
 as my heart bleeds
 seeping through your hands
 stomped on by your Converse shoes
 dried on hard concrete
 how are you in your dark place
 when will it be better will a mind lose its insanity
 I'm sickened by your presence
my insides twist I want to vomit
when your name rides on the edge of my mind
 my chest constricts and my heart is squeezed
 tighter harder on the inside
the only thought that comes to mind is why
 do we do this to each other
 driving each other mad
 stomping and throwing our guilt and grievances
 hate love  needing to be released 
from this torment the grasps
 reaches bends drives that inner peace
 long gone from our insignificant lives
desolate  life
 From others living in this tortured word
 pressed for breath this mind
trucks on ahead of the other thoughts
 of acceptance they can decide
 with the reality truly lives when death is all I feel
in my tortured heart
it is no more yours, then it is mine
 take your guilt and your shame
 give it someone else
 my apathy  is endless
for there is nothingness when it comes to you
 and your Converse shoes