Running Into Corners Poem by mandy williams

to drunk to think
to numb to blink
drowning in a bath of
evapourated aqua.

A candle rocks itself slowly to sleep
when all i seem to be doing is crying
hollow tears.
my eyes, burning like evil does.

i wonder if i should slow down
i wonder if you've ever felt this f**king low?

i'm sitting in this enormously boring room
not a one to fill, but my ramblings
of great expectations.
which staple the walls.

And red roses fall, like droplets of rain.

so real, so dead in yours
please understand its not easy pleasing you
it's not nice being me.
i'm in love with nothing else, but the love of imagination.

I'm your angel in great disguise
and this is my crime.