burn my hair
burn it all off
singing the brown thred to the skin
and let the skin bubble
it melts and smoothes
liquid skin on my head
and the sting of black charring marks
where i burnt my pain away.
I dont like when a promise is broken
i dont like to look at myself in the mirror.
i am falling.
oh god.
help me.
I'm falling.
I took a matchbook to my braid.
struck the match and set it ablaze.
and the air in my bedroom turned
putrid. but the burning smells old.
it's been onfire all month.
all year.
and everything is starting again
and i am hopeless
i am numb.
i frighten myself
alone in my room
i burn my hair.
i burn my pride
my self-esteem
my friendships
my love.
i burn it all from my hair.
the blond is gone
the feeling is gone
my pain has arrived
and
it wont catch fire
it wont catch fire
it wont catch fire
it wont catch fire.
strike the match
and it burns my fingernails
strike my match and burn my hair
strike my match and
the pain
it wont ignite.
8:15 pm - 09.05.04
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