A love in the making
by Abe Cevallos
A love in the making
it's been a long time coming
since I've breathed with these lungs
on the inside I've been tearing
for this blood does not pump,
though my tears, they have been faithful
I admit that I'm bored
I've been complacent, I am seething
I need the scent of a cure
I wish that I could stand up
and just spit out
"go f--- yourself"
but those lips and those jeans
they just shout back
that's not allowed
I guess my bones will have to settle for a new home
I know it's saddening but I know I must go
so once again I am a stranger
in this skin that I call home
and with all these ashes I have rendered
it's best to cancel the show
my progress has been foreign
this tale's depressing and cold
and by the time that you look back
you'll be unhappy and old
and though I'll still love you
I'll know that I'm the one
that got away
and when I rest my lids
I'll know that you were just
another name.
so in due time I will no longer have your wounds
I hope you die in pain, black and blue, f---ed up, and abused.