Wordless Vomit

there’s a funny feeling in my bones
you hollowed them out with your tones
taking my stride and convincing my love
there’s was nowhere left in the world for us

my sweet, my dear friend you never were happy
unless striving for something that wasn’t happening
and baby if looks could kill you’ve been dead a long time
but i guess you got to me first so it’s the end of the line

your couch is my comfort
your warmth was my rug
now a pat on the back has replaced a hug
i don’t care if it lasts
i care that it’s happened
it’s whiplash to me the course that’s handed

i don’t ever want to see you
i don’t ever want to hear
i don’t ever want to feel you
i don’t ever want you near

Wordless Vomit

Velvet Butterbaugh

Joined October 2009

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This piece was inspired by an informal breakup

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