Sitting a foot away from me
and he was totally oblivious to
the little ideas running around
in this cute little head...
or atleast I hope he was
he's emotionally retarded
so I shouldn't be worried...
He has no idea
of the craving
welling up inside of me
if I only had the means
I could drill my way into their heads
strike panic into the most experienced
and bleed them dry
and leave them laying behind
asking why
and how
saying damn
she's good
I'm so damn intelligent
if I'd only give it a chance
I would leave a trail of dropped jaws
heads scratched raw...
he has no idea
how strong this hunger is
and the feast I ache for...
he has no idea
as I turn the corner
I can feel my own death
only a few years from now
and a violent one
no less
most likely
someone I cracked open
and flicked their brains with ease
funny
it's not so bad
when you know what's coming
Birth sign: Gemini
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