October 2008

October was the day, 2008
In front of the TV with the X-Box
While wearing no socks on the hard floor
Hear you upstairs, slamming the front door

Yelling and fighting and screaming and crying
The fear of myself, slowly dying
From all of the poison that's in our food
That guy named Jones on your news outlet

The emotional debt
That you owe me
The physical pain
In my knees

September was the night 2009
Knees pulled up to my chest
On top of the toilet, I knew you would spoil it

Name calling from the other side of the door
Fear of walking on your floor
The splinters in fingers and drinking in winter
Tears on my face, dry like cinder

Screaming and crying and yelling and fighting
Girls you'd bring home would give up trying
On you, and me too



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Writer(s): Coltan Fuller
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