poem about a man who could not commit to anything and bad treatment of his girlfriend. |
A smile he stretched A smile he stretched With blackened teeth That looked as though they had been stolen from a thief The laughter was slight He seldom spoke With kindling spite he roared a bitter joke With that the girl by his side Eyes watered and her lip shivered Seeing this he permitted a warm glance Her hurt had gone to sleep Before being awoken again She talked of little else than he He talked nothing of her The voice of which she spoke a gentle dull flatness He was one of the first to be psycho analyzed He ran way at twelve at five That man was sorted out by an irrational pursuit The hunter and the hunted Never a hunted tiger always a hunted rabbit Lost between the smudged lines of war Yet travelling its being on the run Stay to long and the ice will break A travelling Russian roulette A chance in 6 in a revolver you might kill oneself Boredom the life long sickness The brain would swell from boredom it would break An itch to get away but that had never been scratched In the end The blind are always leading the blind There’s none so blind as those who will not see |