Seven Deadly Sins

I. surface tension and silver butterfly wings
a monday miracle in a friday fashion.
a two-by-four polaroid pressed into my window
and your screaming secrets crawling down my neck.

II. I talk, and you don't listen. You're arguing that the sky is purple, that grass grows inside my mind, and two plus two doesn't equal anything. But you don't listen, and you're wrong.

III. How is it that even when I win, I still lose?

IV. I am a fish
I may look like i'm swimming
But i'm secretly drowning, all the while
But at least I look okay.

V. Tell me that i'm pretty, anyway
and show me how i'm supposed to use this knife.
tell me that you love me
and give me drowning lessons.
tell me that i'm almost perfect
and teach me that it doesn't hurt that bad.
tell me i'm nothing
and make me believe it

VI. Grow me back from ashes
and save me from the black
save me from their watering eyes,
and tell me it's okay.
that i don't have to hurt if i don't want to
i don't have to hurt, if I don't try.
Do I want to try?
I s h o u l d n ' t .
but it's all i've ever known.

VII. Even though I know
that you can't
that you shouldn't
that you won't
that you don't
that you haven't,
and you weren't.
even though i know
why do i still care so much?