I've got wines in my ***** and if you have the coins, I may let the pavement leave scars on my joints.

Hanging out in my room, I'm alone and I'm naked
Sitting, wondering why you and I didn't make it
Every man in my life ends up being a fake kid
I've got a dark demon and never will shake it

Clicking poems out now slurping down some black coffee
Thinking I'll really do it, and nobody can't stop me
If they wanted me here, why did all of them drop me?
I'm salty and sweet, so you choked me with toffee

My abandonment itch is so easily triggered
With no dad and no brothers, my heart grew disfigured
Sweetest strawberry patch in all of the vineyard
Every vintner passed by never even considered

I love myself, know myself, truly am learning
This caustic behavior toward me is burning
I see stars when he mars battlescars I am earning
I am left bent and selfless, possessed by the yearning

My knuckles look like coke and roses
The winter bit them hard; they cracked
I **** on them; they bleed their noses
I fear they are forever chapped

My knuckles look like milk and lipstick
Dressed in cream and Vaseline
I'm oiled up so says the dipstick
With pink supreme silk gasoline

My knuckles look like wine and diamonds
I deck them out most everyday
They never mind the crime and violence
I keep them moist with Tanqueray

My knuckles look like snow and crowbar
They finally just had enough
I tried to run; I didn't go far
My knuckles, unlike me, are rough

I'm happiest alone in my blue room
When the new moon
Brings hymns from my blue muse

Curled up in my blue egg
Bought some new Keds
Now I'm spinning blue webs

You didn't mean to do this
But you really blue this
Turning everything so blueish

We may just be two fish
But I don't know who this
Swimming soul is who could do this

I dug up some blue blooms
To fill my blue bath with fumes
While my bottle consumes
these blue veins like reigns how the hurricaine looms

I don't want to play with you boy
This blue pen is my favorite toy
I'm a kind kitten who doesn't **** coy

You can kick me til I'm sick and then make me lick the wounds
And from far away I'll meow to you blue blue tunes

Sadness is like sipping sea drops drowning down the trench
Sadness is the stain of rain glazed moonbeams on a bench

Sadness is my soulmate; sadness she's my willing *****
Softly singing spirits sleep when sorrows are all spent

I am swimming in a cup
Still warm but time is running up
The lid goes shut
The lights are off
I squeeze my knees
So I can fit

I am powder in a box
Next to Benjamin stuffed socks
Open the lid
Take me all in
Exhale, inhale
Now I'm inside

I am poison in a pool
You may drink; I'm always full
Go for a swim
Come take a dive
You drain your brain
To get me out