why do you think you need a script
did you design that yourself
the jail you found yourself in, did the lock love you really well like the most beautiful love song you ever could’ve imagined
so damn beautiful it felt like a perfect world was created right there
I’m
Lazy
I drowned in the ocean of your hate, hate that felt like a perfect wave to bounce off of
Love that felt like a lightning bolt
But it wasn’t that rare
It was just a regular seasonal event
It wasn’t like that when you poured the whole jar of honey into my ear
Ear wax, bee’s wax
I’m lazy I drowned in the box I made myself live in
I’m
Leaving the box for another one
Did you place the gun inside to keep you safe
From yourself
Did you put the drugs in to use yourself into oblivion
Use yourself, lie and lose yourself
Why do you pretend the world is inside your box,
Why do you look at the sky and reflect your thoughts
The pain of others on another continent
Feel so far away
Is it a lazy way to forget the big feelings that you’ll have to accept
The bigger than the box you live in feelings
I’m sorry I’m sorry, lazy lazy lazy
I’m growing in the drowning driveway that I was born in
I’m
Drowning in the ocean of lazy
The world shuts off when your phone dies
The drowning drop of the floor crumbles into oblivion
Obvious cries from a few miles away
A few million miles
That’s your box
Open
It
And set up the new one,
Break the box
Break yourself without any bones
Going into the game,
Playing a fake game with made/up rules
“Shut up and let me back in”
I’m too lazy to make new rules.


Comments (3)
This is an interesting play of words and understanding another's perspective, really beautiful.
"Break yourself without any bones". That line stood out to me the most! Loved your poem!
Damn, girl. This is great. I think we all live in boxes at times, and need to get off our asses and look outside of them.