Nothing Bad Ever Happens
Turned her picture to the wall,trying not to remember at all
but like a set in stain
on the brain
it's too late
too late
I remember everything
all the bad times
and the infrequent good ones
scotch whiskey fumes
seriously turn my stomach to this day
mentally undone
all these defenses
stealing Valiums
popping pills like candy
blowing out pilot lights
but nothing bad ever happens
just continue on
being treated like a social pariah
turning into a sociopath
having a final laugh
waiting for a future
hope it never arrives
Give me everything
all the misery I deserve
driving the car tonight
gripping that wheel tightly
popping veins
knuckles gleaming white
tightly coiled
need to swerve
never thrown a curve
head lights carving a path
through these fog strewn memories
Want to feel connected
to anything at all
not giving birth to erupting nerves
on fire with sensory overload
familiar people befriending
then turning tail
always beheading
pretending without fail...
mathiasthom
written 9/8/09
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