wandering

Empty orange pill bottles Spit throbbing from the wanting Sleeping running for the fondling Slaps in the face kept it throttling Locked in the garage making a mirage Getting yelled at wishing he could call the cops They keeping yelling at him, they won't stop, How did this anger and resentment get taught,, Everything I touch with my hands rots I speak slowly but I move like a bot I tried to run but got caught Help down and whipped to pay the cost Dad opened the closet when I was four and said get lost Going outside and stating at the green moss Cars driving by with plenty of exhaust Always simple thoughts of why things don't seem to floss Too scared to talk to god, Lord I know I've been living too close to the rod , I can't seem to climb out from under these thoughts , I chase poison for the pause It's nice to hurt and let the blood draw mom and dad touched no law quick swings to the jaw shaking while i turn the knob, didnt know it was the job eyes wet like a snob but they bought made too many knots visualize the blots