1986
Alone in my room at Abuela's house
Listening to Metallica's 'No Remorse'
feeling that dopamine rush during the line: 'War Without End'
Fuck
I really wished you'd come through my window
and rescue me
from this pathetic, teenage angst
So much frustration
So much restlessness
So much longing
for something I didn't even know could exist
but just had to be
It just had to
If it never existed, I would have created it
I wanted you to come through my door
and just hug me
so I could bury my face in your hair's fragrance
and just escape into that blissful oblivion
We could just walk the streets of Coral Gables
hand in hand, amongst the rows of trees
The dusk was never more painful
than this feeling of lack
I imagined us meeting at the rec center
in some sort of glorious, historic moment
The stickiness of an orange drink sealed my fate for all time
I blew it
Did you ever want something... so bad
that your insides started caving in?
I felt something electric about that could have happened,
that should have happened, but never did
It was like being near the birth of a star
but never, ever getting to witness it
Imagine swimming in an ocean of bullets... but you don't even have a gun
Seeing everyone else around me attaining this wish, almost without effort
is a truly hideous thing
a truly hideous thing
truly hideous
hideous
so fucking hideous
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