Sunflower Seeds

The 2 A.M Writer

Burned down, chewed out

Spit me, soil me

Piss on my mouth and call me a fool

Reach out, pass out

Lick me, Love me

Give me a gun 

Blow my own head off

But two bullets foretell the plot

I'll taste your lips like lead

...

Break me, fake me

Praise me, destroy me

I'm just your android

Live me, breathe me

Cut me, peel me

I'm just another type of drug

You'll inject me

I'll take it

I guess I'll never grow up

So what's in it for growing old?

...

Wise boy, wise boy

Live 8 more lives you will

But I'll cut you down past zero

So we both remain negative in our own perfect way

...

 

 

 

  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 22nd, 2016 22:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just some reflective stuff. I'm sure there's a meaning there, but how about you find it? Whatever it is to you
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
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  • Augustus

    You are one bad hombre. I probably would not want to mess with you. Enjoyed reading.



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