Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Words Don't Matter

Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Because when you write, it’s more beautiful than all the scraped knees in the world
because nobody’s going to kiss it better.
Because when you write, it’s like splattered brains on a bathroom wall and the blood is simply
staining every corner of my life. There’s not enough bleach.
Because when you write, it’s like seeing you wear your clothes inside out and
fingering the seams of your shirt, running my fingertips down the stitches.
Because when you write, it’s deeper then all the paper cuts that I sustained in a lifetime and all the
broken words that I bit back.
Because when you write, you have no regrets which means I have no regrets which simply means
we were never a mistake.
Because when you write, I can drown in fiction just a little longer.
Because when you write, I feel sane.

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