Goodbye Cruel World


My pain is peeling from the roof of my mouth
Where has my mind gone?
Bonnet, bonnet, what a pretty headwear

I cannot see out of my mind's grimy windows
Why has no one come to clean?
Polish, polish, shine the imperfections

My fingernails are bleeding golden
What is the matter?
Hankerchief, hankerchief, pretend it's not there

I am tasting hatred from my streaming tears
How much longer will it be?
Hush, hush, don't ask questions

My lips are frozen icy
How shall I speak?
Quiet, quiet, you are dead


26 July 2005
Copyright 2005 Mallory Maloney